Stupid Complaining Time!
Life has got me pretty bummed lately. I usually like to stay positive on shit, but it's just not really working right now. I still don't have a job, which fucking sucks. Everywhere that I apply to won't even call me back or email me. It's bullshit. And because I can't find a job, I'm intensely in debt. The only things I've been paying are my car and phone, because those are my essentials.
For some reason, my family just keeps shitting on me (not literally). We're moving back to my grandmas house, and I'm seriously dreading it. I hated living there. My grandma is a crazy ass mexican old lady that pretty much hates me for reasons I do not know. I wanted my old room because it has a bathroom, and I was used to it. But, she said I couldn't have it because I would lock my door when I wasn't home. So she and my parents gave it to my brother, who, guess what...locks his door when he isn't home. STUPID. I honestly don't get why my druggie/alcoholic brothers get everything just handed to them. Don't get me wrong, my parents have helped me out at times with money...but I've fucking worked hard for everything. I don't do drugs, and I don't plan on ever doing them. Both of my brothers have done/do drugs I drink, but I drink socially, never at home by myself like my oldest brother does...every day. Not to sound full of myself, but I'm actually the GOOD kid in this family. Even my fucking little cousins are doing drugs, man! And still, my grandma gives them everything they ever want! It's ridiculous.
My oldest brother is going to Germany for like 3 months, and my other grandma is paying for it. Again...bullshit. I had to pay for my fucking Germany trip, and I'm STILL trying to pay that shit off. As some of you know...my middle brother and I have never really gotten along. He's done a lot of fucked up shit to me when I was younger. Spraying me in the face with Raid. Beating me up. Just a bunch of shit. I even had a fork go through two of my toes one time beause of him. He was a dick, and I fucking hated him. He was a HUGE druggie and caused a lot of problems at home. My family all paid for him to go to a rehab ranch thing. Whatever, he was recovering and that was good. When he was done with that, they paid for him to live in a halfway house. He's even working now and is like a manager of one of the halfway houses...but here's the kicker...they STILL pay for everything for him. Bullshit. Also, during his recovery, he apologized to everyone in my family for doing shit and blah blah blah...except for me. He never ONCE said sorry for any of the shit he ever did to me, and I still hate him for it. Back in the day, my aunt was supposed to take me to my first concert, which was Megadeth and Motley Crue. She got my hopes up super high, and then didn't even bother taking me. She said sorry, and said she'd take me to the No Doubt and Lit concert. Again...nothing. I paid for my own first concert in 10th grade. Saturday was my cousins birthday...that same aunt got my cousin FRONT ROW TICKETS for DEPECHE MODE! Seriously...what. the. Fuck.?
I dunno man...someone find me a girlfriend. Maybe then I'll just cheer up haha. Alright, I'm done complaining now.
Evily Yours,
Andre
For some reason, my family just keeps shitting on me (not literally). We're moving back to my grandmas house, and I'm seriously dreading it. I hated living there. My grandma is a crazy ass mexican old lady that pretty much hates me for reasons I do not know. I wanted my old room because it has a bathroom, and I was used to it. But, she said I couldn't have it because I would lock my door when I wasn't home. So she and my parents gave it to my brother, who, guess what...locks his door when he isn't home. STUPID. I honestly don't get why my druggie/alcoholic brothers get everything just handed to them. Don't get me wrong, my parents have helped me out at times with money...but I've fucking worked hard for everything. I don't do drugs, and I don't plan on ever doing them. Both of my brothers have done/do drugs I drink, but I drink socially, never at home by myself like my oldest brother does...every day. Not to sound full of myself, but I'm actually the GOOD kid in this family. Even my fucking little cousins are doing drugs, man! And still, my grandma gives them everything they ever want! It's ridiculous.
My oldest brother is going to Germany for like 3 months, and my other grandma is paying for it. Again...bullshit. I had to pay for my fucking Germany trip, and I'm STILL trying to pay that shit off. As some of you know...my middle brother and I have never really gotten along. He's done a lot of fucked up shit to me when I was younger. Spraying me in the face with Raid. Beating me up. Just a bunch of shit. I even had a fork go through two of my toes one time beause of him. He was a dick, and I fucking hated him. He was a HUGE druggie and caused a lot of problems at home. My family all paid for him to go to a rehab ranch thing. Whatever, he was recovering and that was good. When he was done with that, they paid for him to live in a halfway house. He's even working now and is like a manager of one of the halfway houses...but here's the kicker...they STILL pay for everything for him. Bullshit. Also, during his recovery, he apologized to everyone in my family for doing shit and blah blah blah...except for me. He never ONCE said sorry for any of the shit he ever did to me, and I still hate him for it. Back in the day, my aunt was supposed to take me to my first concert, which was Megadeth and Motley Crue. She got my hopes up super high, and then didn't even bother taking me. She said sorry, and said she'd take me to the No Doubt and Lit concert. Again...nothing. I paid for my own first concert in 10th grade. Saturday was my cousins birthday...that same aunt got my cousin FRONT ROW TICKETS for DEPECHE MODE! Seriously...what. the. Fuck.?
I dunno man...someone find me a girlfriend. Maybe then I'll just cheer up haha. Alright, I'm done complaining now.
Evily Yours,
Andre