Well its saturday night...and where am i? im at home...where i usually am. i never go anywhere anymore. Which isnt too big of a shocker--im going back to my old habits...im getting to the point where im just so frustrated that i dont have a car--and im SO close to where i can get my license that its driving me up the wall--i dont wanna drive with people who have cars cause im jealous--but i wanna do something....AND I WANNA DRIVE THERE...lol i swear being fifteen and a couple months away from 16 is very frustrating.But tonight was..yea boring..IS boring rather...my aunt that just decided to go off into some 'church group' in the phillipines came back abotu a week ago--and came to houston today...its not really a church group..its a cult really..shes so brainwashed its not even funny..but if thats what she likes then thats fine by me-- but i choose not to associate with her really...all of my dads family got together tonight *ugh* my aunt cindy, uncle david--friggin weirdo, cousin reagen, cousin rebecca, cousin rob and his fiancee marcy, cousin keoni and his girlfriend and her daughter, me, my dad and that brainwashed lady known as my aunt...we all went out to eat...and honestly i cant stand my dads family--he cant either..i just dont like them at all..robs alright..but the rest of em..no thanks..i can do without them--easily. Theyre just so annoying--very self consumed...greedy..theyre all about money..how much they have and how much more they have than you is their big thing--but whatever floats their boat..
like i was saying-we went out to eat..gringo's..my suggestion---i wanted ice cream..and free ice cream at that. So we went--and i chose to sit at the OPPOSITE end of the table that all the dysfunctional members were at...i tell ya..im gonna work at Gringos when i get a car--wanna talk about some hot guys! got smiled at by one--but by the time he came around again--we were leaving--and I BEGGED..literally BEGGED my dad to let me go back and leave a note like my mom let me do to the sacker at randalls a couple yrs ago--lol that was fun.but my dad said no we should leave--so we did..no more dysfunctional family now..just me and my dad..hangin out at home--i like it that way--without the chaos of the weirdos..
thats why i like being in california--i have family there that i ACTUALLY want to be with..that i actually MISS...these people--eh...who cares...sure theyre family..but must i really consider them as that? since when have they tried to care about me? yes i know that sounds selfish--but you shoul dsee these people...everything they do is perfect--and everything they own is better than anything you could dream of owning--in their minds atleast..
but thats fine..
family? dads family? what family of my dads? HA!
well im gonna go clean my room--its pretty gross...
..mally..
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