Thursday, December 2, 2010

I hate fights

So saturday I got into a huge fight with my dad, but we are in an okay place with each other now. I still feel like we aren't but he says we are so whatever. I just feel like the word 'whatever' really describes my entire life. here are all of the ppl in my life that are fighting
two of my best friends (one is still my friend, the other is not)
my mom and my dad (dad is super pissed at mom for the past, he needs to get over it)
my mom and her brother
my uncle and his wife
my mom's sister and my mom's brother
my mom and my sister
and sort of me and my dad
and lets not forget like every country in the world
i tell ya what. i'm so sick of it
i am constantly tired and i think it's because all of this fighting has just taken a huge toll on me
i used to be in a family where everyone got along.
my parents were happily married
my uncle and aunt were happily married
all of my aunts and uncles got along
no world wars
and all of my friends were in good places with each other
now literally all of that is shattered.
and i'm at home while all of my friends are at school so i can't tell anyone about this stuff really
so this blog is gonna kind of be my therapist, and anyone who wants to respond...feel free
you know what i want for Christmas
family peace
that's all
and the sad thing is...is that is suppose to be the one thing in life that is there...family peace
but anymore...there is rarely a family that has peace
this world is corrupted and i'm gonna do my part to change that when i'm older, if only a little bit

December 1 2010

Hi, I'm Ann (for anyone that will read this...I don't think anyone will besides me...but just in case I'll tell ya a little about myself). I graduated from high school last spring and am taking a gap year before I venture on to college. I have a younger sister (she drives me up a wall! but i love her) and a dog, Brady. I call him my little brother. I love him so much. My parents are divorced. My mom,  has a boyfriend who lives with us. And my dad lives by himself. I just want to let everyone...or no one...know what this blog is about. I'm just gonna document my day, my struggles, my joys, my past, anything and everything I want. k? here we go...
I have really been struggling for the past week or so. On Thanksgiving I celebrated at mom's house with my aunt uncle, my sister, mom's boyfriend, and my mom. I was struggling all day long. I was first just pissed at the world because I hate the fact that I can't celebrate the holidays with both parents at the same time at the same house. Then I was mad because my sister keeps taking all of my stuff. She wears my underwear! How gross is that! I mean come on! I cried probably seven times throughout the day. But to get back to it...my mom prepared a wonderful turkey and side dishes. We had quite a serious discussion at the supper table. We talked about how tough the world is these days. I started to cry pretty hard because I think it is hard. I have so many hopes and dreams that I want to achieve and I have to come to the realization that most of them will never come true. But after the dishes were clean and our tummys stuffed, we played two rounds of 31. It was great! Then I went to dad's house. It was not fun! I get there and find out that he had to work all day because there was water damage at a facility of his and so he was pissed to begin with. Then I tell him I have to work at 9 am on Saturday and my sister pipes up and says "good thing you don't have to work at 2 am" and I said "it wouldn't bother me to work that early" and she says (not loud enough for anyone to hear) "then you'd be even crabbier than you are now" and I said "would you like to say that louder?" and dad says "'sister's name', did you say something mean?" and she says "no, I just said she'd be even crabbier than she is now." Then she left the room. I said to dad "I can't live in the same house as her"... he doesn't say anything for about 3 minutes. then I said "did you hear me?" and he replies "yep". It was a real short response. After that he was just completely pissed off and watched the Simpsons during Thanksgiving dinner. I was so mad at him.