So looking at my dad's wall on Facebook, I'm not finding some good things on there.
For one, he called my mom a witch. That's nice. Makes me feel like a bastard, even though I technically am one.
Then he says he wants to get a bottle of wine, but has no one to share it with....
So at this point, if I thought I was sick to my stomach about my mom having a boyfriend and lying and denying about it, then I think I'm just about to throw up.
I assume that now my dad is cheating on my mom for revenge and whatnot. That explains why he either doesn't come home or comes home really REALLY late. I would tell you guys some more posts, but frankly I feel like killing myself. Out of all people, why did my dad have to do this. To think having fun watching The Green Hornet at the movies was great at spending time with him...I kind of regret it.
If my parents really cared about me, why didn't they stop fighting when the divorce papers came in? Why put me through this. Some things I just don't get.
So I give up. I can't do this anymore. This is just ridculous. Normally I don't feel anything (which is better than feeling), but right now I'm feeling, and it's painful. Gah. I hate parents, and I hate myself.
On the brightside, I've been packing to live in a new apartment with my mom. Even though I hate the idea of living with any of these parents, it's better to get to a new home. My home is a dump anyway. My mom told me we'll start new lifes here. Yeah, not really. Thank god I chose the apartment across my friend's house. Now I can walk there and hang with friends and not hang out with my dreadful family. It's even close to Gamestop. Hooray.
But today I have my Italian and English exams. Haven't studied. Haven't slept. Awesome. I know I'm going to bomb my Italian exam, and then next week the teacher will bitch at us for like 10 minutes for how poor we did, and perhaps bitch at me. English...meh I'll do ok. Can't really study anything, except key terms like characterization and plot (any story writers know this stuff), but I'm going to have an issue with the essays, as I don't write fast and procastinate, plus they give you the real shitty stories that make little sense (last year I had to answer two questions in essays abou a story with a random kid moving, couldn't make any friends, beat somebody to be their friend, that same guy got his friends to beat him up, the two becomes friends, the dude asks him to meet him on a buliding, ask the kid to hang on a pole that is held up by two bulidings, he does it, they leave, the kid struggles to get on a buliding or die, he makes it, he goes home, the end. Seriously, WTF?). Then I'll have Geomtry and Modern American History. Ugh, no thank you. I've been getting really lucky with these snow days and delays (try 5 days out, 2 delays and 2 early dismissal....and that's in one month....o_O) . I wonder if I can lucky again and get another snow day/delay to not make me take the exams. Probably not but whatever. But those 5 snow days....man that's gonna ruin my April vacation. Damn it.
So pretty much. I'm more sad than a sad panda, and more angry than an angry bird. I wish I never existed in the first place. I wish that imaginary twin of mine did, rather than me. My parents are firetrucking me over and I'm continuing to degrade myself. I offically give up. Goodnight.
Facebook just hates me.
So looking at my dad's wall on Facebook, I'm not finding some good things on there.
For one, he called my mom a witch. That's nice. Makes me feel like a bastard, even though I technically am one.
Then he says he wants to get a bottle of wine, but has no one to share it with....
So at this point, if I thought I was sick to my stomach about my mom having a boyfriend and lying and denying about it, then I think I'm just about to throw up.
I assume that now my dad is cheating on my mom for revenge and whatnot. That explains why he either doesn't come home or comes home really REALLY late. I would tell you guys some more posts, but frankly I feel like killing myself. Out of all people, why did my dad have to do this. To think having fun watching The Green Hornet at the movies was great at spending time with him...I kind of regret it.
If my parents really cared about me, why didn't they stop fighting when the divorce papers came in? Why put me through this. Some things I just don't get.
So I give up. I can't do this anymore. This is just ridculous. Normally I don't feel anything (which is better than feeling), but right now I'm feeling, and it's painful. Gah. I hate parents, and I hate myself.
On the brightside, I've been packing to live in a new apartment with my mom. Even though I hate the idea of living with any of these parents, it's better to get to a new home. My home is a dump anyway. My mom told me we'll start new lifes here. Yeah, not really. Thank god I chose the apartment across my friend's house. Now I can walk there and hang with friends and not hang out with my dreadful family. It's even close to Gamestop. Hooray.
But today I have my Italian and English exams. Haven't studied. Haven't slept. Awesome. I know I'm going to bomb my Italian exam, and then next week the teacher will bitch at us for like 10 minutes for how poor we did, and perhaps bitch at me. English...meh I'll do ok. Can't really study anything, except key terms like characterization and plot (any story writers know this stuff), but I'm going to have an issue with the essays, as I don't write fast and procastinate, plus they give you the real shitty stories that make little sense (last year I had to answer two questions in essays abou a story with a random kid moving, couldn't make any friends, beat somebody to be their friend, that same guy got his friends to beat him up, the two becomes friends, the dude asks him to meet him on a buliding, ask the kid to hang on a pole that is held up by two bulidings, he does it, they leave, the kid struggles to get on a buliding or die, he makes it, he goes home, the end. Seriously, WTF?). Then I'll have Geomtry and Modern American History. Ugh, no thank you. I've been getting really lucky with these snow days and delays (try 5 days out, 2 delays and 2 early dismissal....and that's in one month....o_O) . I wonder if I can lucky again and get another snow day/delay to not make me take the exams. Probably not but whatever. But those 5 snow days....man that's gonna ruin my April vacation. Damn it.
So pretty much. I'm more sad than a sad panda, and more angry than an angry bird. I wish I never existed in the first place. I wish that imaginary twin of mine did, rather than me. My parents are firetrucking me over and I'm continuing to degrade myself. I offically give up. Goodnight.