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Wednesday, November 22, 2006


Not Happy...(warning, long post, if u don't wanna read it, skip to dotted line..)
I haven't been on in a while and I thought my first new post would be happy and about how great I felt, but it's not going to be, my life is to screwed for that. I would like to apologize for not being here in forever, though. I've had many reasons of my own, and some might be mentioned in this post.
First off, tonight is where I'd like to start considering I don't have much time, I'm supposed to be asleep, I need my rest.
I was watching TV at around 11 when it happened (yeah..i like telling stories like that, lol) My brother's opened my door, then right after I looked in the direction, they closed it. I was wondering "Why the hell did they open my door in the middle of the night and don't want anything?" so I grabbed the cane (yes, I am now using a cane because MS has so viciously decided to make me dizzy and make my legs weak again) and headed out the door. I didn't notice there was smoke in the hallway until I got down the hall to my brothers's room. There was smoke everywhere! You couldn't even see into the room. I didn't see a fire though and my mind didn't register that it was smoke until my older brother knocked on my mom's door telling her there was smoke in the house. She and her 'husband' (I hate him so much....but this part of the post isn't about him) came out and looked in. The ceiling fan was on and I looked up at it, just looking. After a little while, I noticed that the balloon was circling around it and I told my brother to pull it down, but he didn't hear me until AFTER the balloon twirled around in the fan and burned out the light. My mother's 'husband' went in and had to be all "Mr. Fix-it" and said that the balloon was what caused the smoke. I was instantly like "WTF?" There was obviously smoke BEFORE the balloon was caught in the fan and I told him this, but apparently, he HAD to be Mr. I-Know-Everything and ignore me. My mom did, too. That pissed me off to say the least, but eventually, I calmed down and my brothers and I went into my room, talked for a lil bit and then mom decides she's gonna call the Fire department. I thought "Shouldn't you have done that 15 minutes ago when the light burned out???" but didn't say that, less I be hit in the arm for bad mouthing. Funny, I haven't gotten a decent ass whooping since she married, but meh, I'm not complaining about that. Anyways, when the fire department got here they searched the rooms and crap and the only place it was coming from was their room, so that's basically where the people stayed, looking around. My brothers had gotten called in constantly to answer questions. Then, my mom comes slamming into my room, scaring me, demanding that my little brother tell her whether or not he was playng with fire. He was the one that woke my older bro up first and smelled smoke apparently. He told her no and then she said something that I thought NO parent should EVER say to a kid who was in the room at the time. To me, it was like she was accusing him. That pissed me off big time. She had said "Are you sure? Because if you're lying they'll find out." The way she made it sound was like he was selling drugs or something and would get caught by the police. And the way she looked at him, it was so very much like she hated him or something. He told her for sure he wasn't playing with fire and she persisted with the same phrase. I believed my little brother because 1) how would he start a fire in a room with no lighter or matches of some sort? and 2)I give my brother more credit then that.
They found a hangar in the closet that was burned with some clothes around it, burned as well. This proved me right in the sense that it wasn't the balloon in the ceiling fan that was causing the smoke. It proved me wrong somehow in saying that my brother didn't start the smoke/fire. Needless to say I STILL don't believe he did it, I don't know why I do when clearly hangars and burned clothes don't just appear in a closet.
After the firemen left, I thought everything would go back to normal because I'm naive and stupid. As soon as they left my mom's husband started bitching about their room being dirty and unpresentable. I was gonna say "Like you" when he said that, but refrained from being a bitch as well. He threatened to come into my room and break my TV if they didn't clean their room. That drew the line. Not ONLY had he broken my mom's big screen TV and was let back in the house with it STILL BROKEN, but he wants to break mine, too? I wished I had the energy to shout swears and scream at the damned bastard, I WISH he would come near my TV, I'll beat him with the cane if I have to. Unfortunately, I had used up all my energy in moaning for food the whole day and finding other ways of letting people know I needed attention (I can't walk downstairs)added to the fact that fatigue comes from MS, I was very exhausted. I could not yell. I merely glared at him and listened. Which made me hate him even more cause he shouldn't talk about people being clean. He's the dirtiest person I have ever met. WE clean up after HIS messes.
So having threatened my TV, he began to say things like "If I were here..." and "Look presentable.." and "never be this dirty..." I began to imagine things like "If you were dead.." and "If my mom would have never met you..." and "If I called the police right now and told them you and your imediate family are illegal alliens..." (that last one would have been sweet) After having lectured me and my brothers (he was really talking to my brothers, I just hated to stand there and listen to them not say anything) he left the room and as he walked past me I was tempted to hit him where it hurt with the cane, but I needed it to stand. Personally though, he was right. Our rooms are a disgraceful and indecent mess, but I don't think he has the right to scold us as though he's our father or anything else to us or act as though our house is his house. Gah, basically I can't stand him any longer. Not just because of who he is, but also because what he's done to my mom! She came in after he made my brothers clean their room. At first she just stood there and glared. I began to pick things up off my floor, feeling the least I could do to make my brothers feel better was clean my own room. After a few minutes of glaring into my room she asked me what I was doing. I told her I was cleaning my room and then she says "Don't worry about cleaning, go to bed, you need your rest." there was a tension filled silence before I muttered an "okay" and she closed the door and left. Basically, i should be sleeping now. So i'm gonna go to bed before I get in trouble or something. Like she's gonna make me do anything though, I've been unable to walk without a cane for days. I'll talk to you guys later on, maybe...I don't feel so good....
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I hope you all have a wonderful Thanksgiving Holiday!

Ino Has the Lips of an Angel


Cold Hands, Warm Hearts
Anime: Naruto
Couple: -
Rating: PG
Very cool fic. I loved it. Well written and very...cool basically. I loved it. There's not really a pairing in there, just a really nice short story. No one is OOC and you can actually imagine this happening...well, some more then others, maybe just me...Anyways, like I said, good story and for once, not from ff.net....

Byeness!

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