parents

Parents. everyone has, or had them. we all know that they can be annoying and make us angry and make us sad and just plain be there imposing on our mediocre lives. but the fact is that we have to live with them until we are old enough to take care of ourselves. we may not like this idea, but it has to be done. who feeds you? clothes you? houses you? if the answer to any one of those questions is nobody, then you are very lonely. you just do not realize it yet. here's a quick antecedote. once upon a time, in a magical land called my house, there were three brothers, and two sisters. there was also 2 cats, 2 dogs, a hellovalotta fish, etc. but that is beside the point. i am the oldest of four siblings. my parent depend on me to take care of everyone while they stay holed up in the "office" playing on this dreaded game called "second life". it really is called that, no joke. just tonight, which happens to be halloween, happy halloween, all... my dad told me to stay in the room to make sure the cat, bob, wouldn't jump up on the table and eat our food. yeah, he tends to do that. so i waited for my brother and sister to come in before i left to go to the bathroom. next thing i know, i hear my dad yelling at me for leaving the food unattended. i told him that evie and spencer were there and he said that he did not care, and that he wanted me there. parents can be horrible judges of character. you know, when i was writing this blog, i thought it would be to vent. it has actually been to show that i still love my parents even if they are unfair. if you ever get mad at your parents, please, for your own sake, don't be a burden on purpose. you will only hurt yourself in the long run. and even if you think that your parents do not give a shit about you, deep down, they do. trust me.


Na-Na

Friends

My view on friends: Even your best friends, aren't.  This kinda applies to everyone's lives in some way shape or form. It specifically applies to mine like so: best friends are not really there for you. as a matter of fact, they change everything about themselves that makes you best friends with them FOR POPULARITY PURPOSES!!! and if that doesn't suck bad enough they then proceed to act like you are scum on a rock that they have never seen before. so as you can see, i do not trust people easily. apparently, three years of telling your intermost desires and secrets and truths doesn't make you best friends. to make things worse, now my be(a)st friend suddenly and miraculosly wants to become friends again! HA!!! N-O!!! trust is an easy thing to lose and a hard thing to earn back. so i have a couple of "friends" that i tell minor secrets to. do i tell big ones? no! do they tell me theirs? NO! so why do i tell them anything in the first place? i don't know. i guess that even when you know the stove is hot and after you have already burned yourself you want to see if it is still hot. YES IT IS!!! you are setting yourself up for heartache everytime you trust someone! boy/girl friends? n-o-p-e. worse than best friends. because once you cross the friendly kiss on the cheek line into kiss on the lips i love you always and forever line there is no going back. i have learned the hard way.i went out with my best friend, who happened to be a guy. ((told you best friends are bad)) so it was a little awkward at first. kinda like dating your older brother, i guess. but i wouldn't know, i am the oldest... anyway back on topic, once wwe got used to it, i thought that it was better when we were just friends and so i tried to break it off. if at first you don't succeed, try try again. so i did. and i did again. and again. but as said, once tthe line is crossed, once you go to the point of no return, there is absolutely NO GOING BACK!!! so now we hate each other. now wasn't that a wonderful story? i'd like to think so... anyway, my advice on friends is simple: if you trust someone you are setting yourself up for a boatload of pain. so don't is the easiest way of avoiding physically, mental and emotional injury. i am sorry if this crushingly true blog depressed you, but i speak the truth and we all know that the truth is brutal.

Na-Na