Yesterday got worse and worse. After hour s of dealing with my other’s terrible attitude and being forced to skip work, I couldn’t take it anymore and snapped back at her. I told her that if she was so tired of living in this house to just leave because nobody needed her. She complains that the house is always a mess, but who’s mess could it possibly be other than her own? I’m always in my room and the only time I leave is to use the bathroom and maybe to the kitchen. My Father spends the entire day working, and once he gets home…he doesn’t even come inside. He continues to work on things inside the garage. We have 10 cats. The house is bound to get a little bit…furry at least since they are mostly long haired cats, and also my mother treats them better than children so they eat all day whenever they want and she leaves their plates of food all in the kitchen. I was sick of it so I told her nobody was asking her to clean anything, and she didn’t have to and to stop using me as her scapegoat.
She obviously got pissed, and for the first time in 2 years she threatened to hit me and told me to get out of her face cuz she didn’t want to see me anymore. I was angry enough as it was, and when she hits it no longer hurts, so instead of walking away I stood there and leaned against the wall and antagonized her. She was talking about me once I had left the room, so as I stood there she got quiet and I said “Whats wrong? You’re not going to talk shit behind my back now? Is it cuz Im standing here? Would you like me to leave the room so you can say more bullshit?” I felt great saying it because honestly I’ve had so much pent up emotion that hadn’t been released in any way, positive or negative, that at the moment I just didn’t care what she did. Eventually she got so fed up that Marlyn pushed me into my room. Who the hell is she to be pushing anyone around? She could have atleast told me to go to my room instead of literally pushing me.
Mom continued to scream and bitch and I cried for a bit. Johnny called me around…9ish to ask if I wanted to go to a party. I told him it was nice but I didn’t have a costume and I had gotten into an argument with my Mom and just didn’t’ feel like going out at the moment, and also I had plans already to hang out with my friends which I was still debating on whether or not to join them. He offered to buy me a costume and said I needed to get out of the house because I’ve been home everyda. I vented for a bit and it made me feel better and eventually he said that if I changed my mind, to call him.
At 10 I went to Amanda’s. I had no intention of staying long but Lauren hadn’t called or anything to hang out…we played Mario Party…4 I think, and surprisingly being there made me feel much better even though Jen basically made fun of me for my new hairstyle… Diego came late but I think he had work. He got to Amanda’s around 11:30 and thats when we started carving Pumpkins. It was ok, I wasn’t too excited since I was never really into the pumpkin thing. But it was fun…Jen kept complaining that her Pirate Ship looked nothing like it should, and in reality the finished product came out great. Ray kept telling disgusting stories or jokes, and every once in a while sex came up and I felt really uncomfortable. For the first time, I’m the single girl of the group and Jen and Amanda have the boyfriends, not only that but they’re gettin’ some. That isn’t to say I can’t get any without a bf… I most certainly can. I just have some respect for myself.
At one point I had text Lauren and Ed called me on her phone. It was weir because it just…I didn’t know what to say, I didn’t know why he called, nor did I know what he was talking about. Then Pat got to the phone. I could barely hear him, and all I got from talking to him was that they were watching the Red Sox game and to come over. I told him I don’t like watching baseball, and I’d try to pop by in a little bit…but I didn’t realize that I couldn’t remember where Ed lived…nor did I realize how long it takes to carve a fricken pumpkin. I was…I believe the second or third one done carving my pumpkin…but Jen, Ray and Diego decided to carve another one and Amanda didn’t want to light any of them until everyone was finished. So basically it carried on until 2am…it was too late for me to hang out with Lauren. I felt bad, I was a little upset, but I still had fun anyway.
I got home, I wasn’t tired at all…which was strange because I had gone to bed the previous night at 1:30am, fell asleep around 4:30am and woke up at 10:30am and remained awake all day…so instead I just took some pictures with my webcame and changed the profile pictures to my Facebook and Myspace.
I got IMed by Johnny at 7am which was retarded. I don’t get why anyone would IM another person who has their away message up that early in the morning. Furthermore, I don’t understand why people IM others only when they’re away messages are up, to talk to them! It’s just retarded. But anyway…around 10 I got a picture mail message on my phone…which bugged me cuz it doesn’t say who sent it until you open it and I can’t open it because I don’t have picture mail access on my phone. Johnny was supposed to fix my car today but he’s not even around to do that and it’s starting to piss me off cuz he keeps saying he’ll do it but he’s always never around and he’s supposed to call and let me know he’s free but he doesn’t. Ugh.
I didn’t do anything today. I wanted to visit Lauren at work but I wasn’t sure if she’d be okay with it…plus I’d be tempted to buy things and I don’t want to spend my money I’ve been saving~ I also wanted to buy a new digital camera at Best Buy but I don’t know where they close…I called my mom to see if she would let me use her credit card since I really dont want to walk into a store with $300 cash…but she didn’t answer. She’s been gone all day but thats only because my aunt and her friends from Aruba are coming toay anda she had to pick them up in NY…and they’re all staying here…Fantastic. Really. So not only do I have to deal with a bipolar hispanic mother, but I also have to deal with a loud obnoxious partying aunt, a woman who speaks 5 different languages but for some reason not english, and her children who are younger than 10 and are so clingy and annoying that you hate them.
I’m not good with Family. Nor am I good with visitors of any kind…and I despise children. This does not bode well.