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Wednesday, September 26, 2007


Does anything good happen to me anymore?




Well I've had one of the most upsetting weeks of my life. Not only is school bothersome but my grandma had come home last week on Friday from the hospital but then she went back Sunday since we called an ambulance (she fell) and this Monday we find out that she has bone cancer and some other type of disease. My family is being completely unreasonable about everything. One of my less sane aunts who I used to think was cool until five years ago said that she didn't want my grandma to go through the necessary medications that would making her better and saying things like they're only offering the treatments because they want money and that it's all a conspiracy. Honestly I think the world would have been better off if she were the one in the hospital instead. My family has such a long line of cancer victims and they all survived it except one who died in February of 03. The chances of me getting cancer when I'm older aren't as slim as I would like them to be, but it seems to me like it's something that might just come with the passage of time. It's just really strenuous on me, now.
It would seem that I am the only one who is called upon to do any minor and major chore in the house. My mom's got my little brother and I working like slaves now. It's all very agitating. She doesn't understand the fact that our house is NOT wheelchair accessible, she thinks that putting in a makeshift ramp would be just fine. I told her that was a bad idea but she wouldn't listen to my reasoning and pushed it back on my asking me what I supposed we should do instead. I wanted to tell her that now that this has happened our house is not the ideal place for her to live but my mom would have gotten bitchy about that as well so I just told her I didn't know and she basically yelled at me for doubting the ramp idea.
School hasn't been much help at all, I've had homework by the dozens! This morning I had to wake up early for the zero hour bus only to find that my mom, who was supposed to wake me up in the first place, come in yelling at me about not waking myself up and about how late I was. In a futile attempt to still catch the bus I got up, got dressed, and headed outside. I walked to the bus stop and when there was no one there I checked the time, saw that I was at least ten minutes late, I walked back home indignantly. Even though I came home in a fit of swears no one even bothered to note my irritation as I noisily retreated into my room to wait until my normal bus route to come at seven thirty. This is all peculiar behavior from me, I've never been so rude as to come home swearing that loudly in my life! Still, my mom didn't even care, much less get up. It's starting to appear to me that she doesn't care nearly as much as she should. Still, if I come home from school and have to wash dishes that I don't even use (she and her husband and their family SOMEHOW manage to fill both sinks with dishes I've never even seen before in my life and they're all disgustingly dirty since no one bothers to empty their plate or take their cigarette out of their cup (that's how I know it's them >.>)) I'm going to explode >.<
Anyways, I'm really very sorry about the long rant today, I'm just really not happy at all. I hope you all are doing well. Take care everyone, byeness.


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