Ashley Robinson is probably the worst person to have as your friend. She will put you down, she will put your friends down, and she will make you break down. Lately, whenever she comes up to my friend Jacob when I'm around him I walk away because I don't want to listen to her, or deal with her, because I don't want friends like her.
But today she suddenly comes up and starts calling me a cunt and a snot because I don't speak to her. But that's my point I DON'T SPEAK TO HER. So how could I be these things? Eventually the argument got heated and lots of people were staring. That is until I broke down because she started saying things that really got to me. Like saying I don't have any friends and that I'm pathetic. Que the tears?
It sucks because for months at a time I build up this wall to keep people from effecting me like they do and than things get good and I let my guards down and THAT'S when I become weak, and that wall crumbles down to absolutely nothing.
I try not to let people like that get to me though, because I know they aren't worth my time, but sometimes they do, and that's just something I can't help.
Than I decided not to eat dinner with the family because I was watching Hannah Montana. (I love that show, stfu.) So than I was watching Dances With the Stars? I think it's called...anyway. I was watching that and on commercial break I went upstairs to heat up some noodles and butter because I was hungry. Than my stepdad comes out and hes starts scolding me for not eating with the family. WHICH I ALMOST ALWAYS EAT WITH THE FAMILY BTW.
So than he's like "You have to eat that up here than." and I'm just like "Screw it than! I won't eat!" So I went downstairs to watch the rest of Dances with the Stars (still pissed might I add.) Than I decided to just go in my room and listen to music. Than he comes downstairs and tells me my music is too loud and assumes I have it that loud to piss him off which was not the case at all. I'm a teenager, but I'm not THAT mean. So than he told me to do something with my uneaten noodles and chocolate milk that was forbidden downstairs. And than told me to save the chocolate milk even though I really wanted to pour it down the drain to make him mad I didn't because again-I'm not THAT cruel.
So I put the chocolate milk in the refridgerator and threw away my noodles (which I am still upset about.) And than I go back downstairs and I'm scolded more and ordered to take my bowl of apple peels upstairs to which I replied. "Why didn't you tell me to do that BEFORE I went upstairs?" So than I did that and he finally shut up and hasn't talked to me since.
But I refuse to eat anything from this house, because of that situation.
Why? Because I'm stubborn and want to prove my point. Sure, it is immature and unhealthy, but I really could care less right now. Grrr @ parents. /me hates life.
Monday, May 7, 2007
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