Happy Freakin Thanksgiving
Seriously, why do I come here?
My parents used to be so excited when I came home from school. They used to make an effort to talk and catch up and my younger sisters used to absolutely insist that the three of us go to the mall or to the movies together. Now, I haven't been home in 2 months and I finally get here and in less than 24 hours my dad is yelling at me about the garage sale that HE wants to have. Apparently not only am I helping with said garage sale, but I am supposed to instinctively know what he wants to sell (of his mountains of shit) and what he wants to price everything.
Not to mention, this is supposed to be my break. We get less than a week off and I NEED IT! I have been running myself ragged and its only gonna get worse when I go back with finals and two ridiculously long papers I have to write. But do I get a few days to breathe? Nope.
And this house sucks now. We used to be a pretty close, fun family. Now, my sisters stay in their rooms and watch tv or talk on the comp all day and my parents are each on their phones, living their completely separate lives.
Ugh, I should have just stayed at school with the foreign exchange kids.
(Sorry for all the bitching lately)
My parents used to be so excited when I came home from school. They used to make an effort to talk and catch up and my younger sisters used to absolutely insist that the three of us go to the mall or to the movies together. Now, I haven't been home in 2 months and I finally get here and in less than 24 hours my dad is yelling at me about the garage sale that HE wants to have. Apparently not only am I helping with said garage sale, but I am supposed to instinctively know what he wants to sell (of his mountains of shit) and what he wants to price everything.
Not to mention, this is supposed to be my break. We get less than a week off and I NEED IT! I have been running myself ragged and its only gonna get worse when I go back with finals and two ridiculously long papers I have to write. But do I get a few days to breathe? Nope.
And this house sucks now. We used to be a pretty close, fun family. Now, my sisters stay in their rooms and watch tv or talk on the comp all day and my parents are each on their phones, living their completely separate lives.
Ugh, I should have just stayed at school with the foreign exchange kids.
(Sorry for all the bitching lately)