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Life since moving down to Texas |
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Okay, so I've moved down to Texas to attend college. Now, I'm halfway through my semester, so I'm working on my Midterm paper for Sociology class. Luckily, I get to watch Young Frankenstein to base which theory that Jean Wilder's character presents. But the paper isn't my problem. I have a crap load of Reading home work that I have to do, Which Junior high work, supposedly taken to the college level. As well as a Career Project. Its all reduculiously easy, yet what's getting on my nerves is my abuela/grandmother. She's a crazy neat freak. I' a TEENAGER, I'm supposed to be naturaly messy. Yes my so called room is a bit messy, but at least you can see hte FLOOR. God, and if its not my room, then its my bathroom. Now she claims that I need to sweep and mop; basically scour the whole thing. Problem there, IT"S FREAKING CLEAN STILL!!!!!! She claims the bathtube/showner is yellow, "Gaby, I have never seen the shower that yellow the entire time that I've lived here." Whoopty freaking do in my opinion. To top it all off, She won't shut her trap about how I need to get good grades in school so that I can actually get somewhere in life.
Now with me that is rubbing salt on the open wound right there. Wtf is going on with this women. That right there is not only an insult that is also a No s**t Sherlock comment as well. Can't the woman be happy that I'm even down here to not only spend time with the family, but also to attend school and actually learn to see whats its like to live down here. I just want to break down about the whole situation. I'm not even allowed to have a pet. Not even a Hamster!!!! Yeah, the other people have pets that I can visit and play with, but its not the same!!!! I especially need one cause I'm feeling particularly empty in my heart. Especially since losing my cat Abbott back in early June. Not only that But I miss my family, especially my aunt, my grandparents, and my mom. I just don't know what to do any more. And not only that, but I'm feeling sick, and I stupidly missed my Algebra class and Sociology class. I lied to everyone about it, but Its like they are all over looking my health to my education. Come on, I'm allowed to missed a total of 6 hours of class for each course. Yeah, I feel stupid, but I need to be in top health if I'm going to survive riding a freaking bike to school every single day of the week. And the constant nagging to eat isn't helping either. I wish some one would get the freaking picture of, I'm not like all you people. I can't stuff all of that food down my throat and still be hungry. Sure I stuff my self, and yes I get hungry almost immediately after an hour; but still!!!!! I wish I had someone I could phsyically talk to. Hell I would even be willing to talk to my stuffed wolf that I sleep with.
 revenge_is_sweet · Sat Oct 10, 2009 @ 05:58am · 0 Comments |
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