Mon Jul 26 2004 - Lies, Fights and Threats
Lies, Fights and Threats
What a crazy few days it has been. Found out my mom was lieing about us being forced out. She made up the letter. The way I found out was that I wanted to talk to the owner about the situation. My mom refused to give me the number. Eventually, she told me she made up the letter. However, we're still going to be losing it because she can't afford rent. Nor does she want to afford rent. She wants to live on her own. So she is going to let the place go to hell as she moves into Lorenzo's room that he is renting. Eventually, they will get their own place. I am not invited, despite the fact that she knows I have no job or much money saved.

This situation has had me and Michelle thinking about moving out on our own. There are a few apartments that aren't going for much. Though I'm rethinking the whole thing. More on that later.

My little sister got into a fight with some black girl. Apprantely, this girl just ran up on her and started hitting her. This came a day later after someone called her cell phone telling her to watch her back. We told the cops but somehow they can't trace the number. I know they could, especially if my last name was Bush, but since we are not important, they don't give a damn. We believe this is linked with her gay friend Montana. My little sister doesn't like him anymore and he is shunned by most of her friends.

My big brother decided to fuck with me again. We were in the bathroom when he started to push on the sliding door in the bathroom. Eventually it came off. He then told my little brother and his son not to say anything "or else". So he bragged that he would pin it on me. However, I had a trick up my own sleeve. I got my tape recorder and got the kids admitting that they wouldn't say anything about the incident because of what he might do to them. So later on, he said that he wanted to get Angela to assualt Michelle. He would grab me and tell the cops that he was simply trying to break it up. He says they wouldn't do anything because she don't have any priors. I don't know how likely that is, but if it were to happen, I would press charges and try to prove he planned it. My family knows he has been threatening us. If they lied on the stand, that would be low. They probaly wouldn't lie unless intimidated by him. Anyways.....

All this and more has took a serious blow on our relationship. Michelle has threatened to leave me several times. She has tripped over the smallest things. For example, I was playing Final Fantasy 3. *that's right 3, not 13* It is past midnight. Michelle wants me to go to the bathroom with her. I tell her I will soon. She then throws her hands up in the air. She is mummering things under her breath. I tell her I am not required to go to the bathroom with her. She waits like a minute longer and then storms off to the bathroom. She comes back and she's pissed. She then goes to the closet and finds her favorite book "Yell-OH Girl" slightly bended. She then goes off. She accuses me of purposely stepping on it. I probaly did step on it, only because it was on the closet floor and not put away properly. She then starts crying. Afterward, she starts to yell, scratch and throw her tandrum. I decide to sleep and she gets her revenge by keeping me awake. I couldn't sleep, especially since she kept the light on.

That all leads to today. I tell her that I had enough too and that I want it over for reals. She agrees and it seems like I'm going to get my wish. She then asks if I want breakfast. *this is very rare* Usually she wakes me up to make her some asain soup. There isn't enough time for much so I have her bring me ice cream. On the way to college, I tell her I'm sick and tired of her daily tantrums. I also tell her that I'm tired of carrying the full load. *as it is now, I do ALL the cooking and cleaning* She says she will change but I'm not buying that. She says when we get our own place it'll be different. I don't think it will. I maintain that I want to be left alone and able to breath. She then begs me several times. After probaly the 7th time, I finally tell her ok, for now. I don't really think she will change. I know I'm not changing for now.

I crave my free time. I want to do stuff when I want to do stuff. I don't like following no silly germ rules and other weird perks of hers. I really want to work on myself alone. I'm not ready for another relationship anytime soon. If I did, I'd date someone almost completely opposite. She would be not be rebellious, she would be spritiual, she would try to work towards an equal relationship, she wouldn't demand my attention 99% of the time. She would also have to be more independant and like my hobbies. I like thrill seeking, spiritual stuff, keeping up on world events *maybe making a change on day*, video games, sports, discussing personal and social issues, enjoying nature, psychology and reading diaries. There is more, but that would take too long. The point is that she only likes discussing social issues and some spiritual stuff. Her hobbies include shopping, having money, reading about the asian experience and me. In fact, of all those hobbies, she says I am her main hobby. That's cool, if that didn't mean that all she focused on was me. However, she even makes sure I use the towel right. I better not let it touch my face. The towel better not touch anything in the bathroom. I better not touch anything but the door in the bathroom. Before I leave, I better put anti-bacterial spray on the towel or else. Need I say more? I am so worn out. That is all.

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InspirationalBeings (Legacy)
Damn Tino- looks like you are getting it from all ends- no matter which way you look at it....I am very sorry everything is happening the way it is....You are right though- I have learned that guys do need their own space- I have learned a lot of things as time goes on....I really think you need to think about it though before you make any final decisions....I really do hope everything starts going the other way for you;)

*hugs*
~Chrissy~
 
 
 
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