A place for my thoughts and ideas, my creative outlet, a little piece of the web for me to call my own...yeah...right...
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Thursday, July 04, 2002 [*begins stealing Caitie's topic, but realizes there's less to complain about here...and decides to complain anyway*] So speaking of people with superiority complexes...my family is hanging around for the fourth of July, which is bad enough because I'm an anti-patriotic bitch, but not only are they here when they should be off working or something, but my dad decides that we should spend the morning painting [even though I should still be sleeping...freaking jet lag...] Come to think of it, I don't mind the rest of the family being here, just Dad [and my sister...but that's besides the point]...So I'm helping him paint, being a good little daughter and all, and the phone rings, it's Caitie calling me long distance, and I haven't spoken to her since school ended a month ago before our trips to England and Japan, so there's much filling in to be done...I go to get the cordless so that I can continue being helpful while I'm talking...like 5 minutes later he comes in and tells me to get off the phone so that he can call Mom for whatever reason while she's out shopping, you know, because he's older my conversations are nothing of importance, and I have to drop everything to meet his needs...now, this must sound like a completely normal occurance, and it is, and it wouldn't bother me if he didn't get so pissy when I don't drop everything that millisecond. Sure, I got off the phone that time, and luckily, Caitie called back a little while later [*still painting*] "Your work slows down when you're talking," Okay Dad. Because there's absolutely no deadline on this insignificant little paint job, of course I'll just get right off this second to speed up my work...and he continues on one of his annoying lectures about his expectations and how slow I am and how he works soo hard and how my tuition costs so much...yadda yadda yadda...I hate having to bite my tongue... ...and I'm just complaining about this little occurance because I don't feel like delving into everything else right now...I'll just end by agreeing with Caitie for saying "I can't wait for school to start." posted by Shannon | 10:49 PM |
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