How in the world 8 people could dirty up enough dishes in 1 1/2 days for it to take me an hour to handwash them all is beyond me.
-Sigh-, I hate having so many people living here. It feels like a homeless shelter here, and seeing as I'm the only person in this house without a bedroom, I feel that although this was originally my house, I am the most homeless person here.
And now that the internet is going to be gone [cancellation is tomorrow], I have absolutely no escape from it all. TJ does. He has a million video games that he plays for hours on end on our main television [my only other possible mental escape]. My only other option is a physical escape, which is usually what I do. All I do is sit on my backporch. It's not all that good of an escape.
Oh, about the internet, my mom says she can't afford it, yet I overheard her telling TJ that it's only because everyone spends "all of their time" [a.k.a. 2 hours] on the computer, and never gets anything done. Please. TJ takes out the trash. I do the dishes. Kevin's "looking for a job". We all do what we're supposed to. My mom just wants an excuse to take the only thing that brings happiness to me anymore away from me. Besides TJ, sometimes.
Oh yeah, 6 month anniversary, this Tuesday. 02.21.07-08.21.07
 kirbomatic · Fri Aug 17, 2007 @ 08:55pm · 2 Comments |
