I would rock around the Christmas tree if there was one...
I don't feel like its Christmas at all. I know its Christmas Eve today but I just don't have any holiday spirit or cheer.
My Dad hasn't had a job since July and he's selling his house here in Florida so he doesn't have to foreclose on it. I rarely talk to him anymore because everytime I do its always the same--no job and no hope for one. Its just hard for me because I'm angry that he left during my senior year, and that I've only seen him twice since. I know that he had to leave but I'm still allowed to be upset, he missed everything, when we won at FMBC and when Nana died and when I broke down from stress and when I did well in school. He missed it all... he's my Dad and I feel closer to Pop who I have no blood connection to.
My uncle, who I really don't feel bad for and I'll explain later why, says he has enough money to live on for the next 6 months. Well, if he sold his wife's Mercedes and his Mercedes, then I would empathize with him. If they stopped renting their ritzy home in Washington D.C. and rented/owned a house more normal and less extravagent home or apartment, then I would feel sorry for him. If he didn't buy his three sons the brand new iPhone as well as every new gaming system for each of them, then I would care. If he would get a clue after three failed jobs in the banking industry and search for new options, then I would feel bad for him.
I just want to go back to Stetson and ignore all these depressing things in my life.
I want to get initiated.
I want to kick my classes butt.
I want to go to Germany this summer and have the time of my life.
I know I'm spoiled because in all these hard times I'm still doing great things, but I feel like I worked hard to go to Stetson and I work really hard to do well in school so I deserve some nice vacations with my Mom and good friends. I tried to get a job this break, but it worked out for the better that I didn't. And who knows, I might secretly get one this semester to help out with Germany.
Merry Christmas!
My Dad hasn't had a job since July and he's selling his house here in Florida so he doesn't have to foreclose on it. I rarely talk to him anymore because everytime I do its always the same--no job and no hope for one. Its just hard for me because I'm angry that he left during my senior year, and that I've only seen him twice since. I know that he had to leave but I'm still allowed to be upset, he missed everything, when we won at FMBC and when Nana died and when I broke down from stress and when I did well in school. He missed it all... he's my Dad and I feel closer to Pop who I have no blood connection to.
My uncle, who I really don't feel bad for and I'll explain later why, says he has enough money to live on for the next 6 months. Well, if he sold his wife's Mercedes and his Mercedes, then I would empathize with him. If they stopped renting their ritzy home in Washington D.C. and rented/owned a house more normal and less extravagent home or apartment, then I would feel sorry for him. If he didn't buy his three sons the brand new iPhone as well as every new gaming system for each of them, then I would care. If he would get a clue after three failed jobs in the banking industry and search for new options, then I would feel bad for him.
I just want to go back to Stetson and ignore all these depressing things in my life.
I want to get initiated.
I want to kick my classes butt.
I want to go to Germany this summer and have the time of my life.
I know I'm spoiled because in all these hard times I'm still doing great things, but I feel like I worked hard to go to Stetson and I work really hard to do well in school so I deserve some nice vacations with my Mom and good friends. I tried to get a job this break, but it worked out for the better that I didn't. And who knows, I might secretly get one this semester to help out with Germany.
Merry Christmas!