Let's talk about Leala for a while.
Sometimes the kind of alone I need is drifting all alone in the ocean, wanting someone; anyone.
I hate being the reason some people are upset, especially when I upset them simply by existing. My sister came home, unannounced, and pissed me off. Ran off to see Heather with Brad. She came home and asked where my phone was, not asking if she can use it. Told me I had to keep the bathroom door unlocked, even though she steals from me (because the bathroom and my room are connected, and there's no lock on the connecting door). Bosses me around, tells me to make her food or go get something for her. I'm sick of it. And when I tell her to shut the FUCK up, she acts like I was the one who wronged her.
I don't know. She pisses me off now. She never used to, but now she's different. She's not Leala anymore. She's someone else parading around in my sister's skin and that is by far the worst crime one could commit. Especially around/to me, because she and I were never very close for obvious reasons, and we were just starting to get along. But oh well. No use crying over spilled milk. I'll just have to seclude myself when she's around.
And she's thinking about moving in with Heather. That's where I planned on being for a large portion of the summer, but .e.v.e.r.y.o.n.e. much prefers her to me. So there goes my plans. Not to mention that now I get sent to boot camp and then military school, because those were the conditions laid down by my parents: If for any reason I am home for more that one week at a time within three weeks at a time, I go to boot camp for the rest of the summer and then military school. Thanks Leala. I love you, too.
Oh well, it's not like it'll be any different than the way things are now. I wake up, make my bed, sometimes go running, draw/read, then go to sleep. Sometime I watch T.V. but there's nothing I'll miss. So much for my whole plan. I was actually going to be good this summer. I was going to participate and be one of the crowd and not seclude myself and not be all anti-social and not be all stalker-I'm-going-to-kill-you-now type and stuff. But oh well, right? I'll live through this, just like I live through all of life's other little disappointments.
And to top it all off in capital fucking letters, the one guy I like, she's been trying to get with. And she has a boyfriend. Who loves her very much. And she's not loyal to him at all. And Candi has a LOT of trouble finding guys that like her, and the one I found in the last year, has been swooned by my sister. Big fucking surprise. She does that every single time I have something, just one little thing, in common with someone, and actually wonders why I'm always alone.
But I'm just wallowing in an ocean of self-pity.
Sometimes I like to be alone, but this is not that time.
Faithfully yours, Candi.
I hate being the reason some people are upset, especially when I upset them simply by existing. My sister came home, unannounced, and pissed me off. Ran off to see Heather with Brad. She came home and asked where my phone was, not asking if she can use it. Told me I had to keep the bathroom door unlocked, even though she steals from me (because the bathroom and my room are connected, and there's no lock on the connecting door). Bosses me around, tells me to make her food or go get something for her. I'm sick of it. And when I tell her to shut the FUCK up, she acts like I was the one who wronged her.
I don't know. She pisses me off now. She never used to, but now she's different. She's not Leala anymore. She's someone else parading around in my sister's skin and that is by far the worst crime one could commit. Especially around/to me, because she and I were never very close for obvious reasons, and we were just starting to get along. But oh well. No use crying over spilled milk. I'll just have to seclude myself when she's around.
And she's thinking about moving in with Heather. That's where I planned on being for a large portion of the summer, but .e.v.e.r.y.o.n.e. much prefers her to me. So there goes my plans. Not to mention that now I get sent to boot camp and then military school, because those were the conditions laid down by my parents: If for any reason I am home for more that one week at a time within three weeks at a time, I go to boot camp for the rest of the summer and then military school. Thanks Leala. I love you, too.
Oh well, it's not like it'll be any different than the way things are now. I wake up, make my bed, sometimes go running, draw/read, then go to sleep. Sometime I watch T.V. but there's nothing I'll miss. So much for my whole plan. I was actually going to be good this summer. I was going to participate and be one of the crowd and not seclude myself and not be all anti-social and not be all stalker-I'm-going-to-kill-you-now type and stuff. But oh well, right? I'll live through this, just like I live through all of life's other little disappointments.
And to top it all off in capital fucking letters, the one guy I like, she's been trying to get with. And she has a boyfriend. Who loves her very much. And she's not loyal to him at all. And Candi has a LOT of trouble finding guys that like her, and the one I found in the last year, has been swooned by my sister. Big fucking surprise. She does that every single time I have something, just one little thing, in common with someone, and actually wonders why I'm always alone.
But I'm just wallowing in an ocean of self-pity.
Sometimes I like to be alone, but this is not that time.
Faithfully yours, Candi.