This is purely to let off steam. If I bite your head off, talk to me tommorrow, and I may return it. No guarentees.

Basically, I have no job, I don't know if I'll have somewhere to live when I go to college.. Hell, I don't even know if I get to -go- to college this year. I have no car. I have no liscense. My mother expects me "and my sister" to keep the house clean. My sister does nothing. She hs no job,a nd gets her auto insurance AND HER CAR form my parents.

I asked my mother, literally every DAY to call the insurance company to get me on thier insurance so I can learn how to drive. It took her almost 2 months. I couldn't do it, because SHE has to request it.

I have no job because (ATM) when places call back, and leave a voice mail (my mother has the phone turned off because of bill collecters) my sister listens to it, eletes it, and tells me... days later. I have missed 2 interviews this way. Yes, my mother knows. No, she didn't do anything about it.

The getting into colelge thing is because, since I homeschooled, I have to take my GED before applying to college. My superintendant will NOT sign the paper for me to take it until my birthday. Why? I have no clue. It's not like 3 months will change anything. ((My birthday is in like.... 16 days, now, but was 3 months at the time.))

However, I can't take the practice GED til I get the damned paper signed, then I have to wait 10-15 days to get the results back, then I have to take the real one, and wait even longer to get THOSE results back. Application deadline for college is in August... however:

I got a nifty little letter in the mail on Thursday... college housing is already on a wait list. Now, when I talked to them when I found out that my GED would be postponed, they said they hadnever had to turn anyone away. What they, and I had faied to anticipate is the other local college hiking thier tution, so a lot of poeple are transferring in...

Housing is first come, first serve, and you can't apply for your housing contract until you are accepted into Akron U.

As for my family...

I have to clean the living room, and dining room. This I understand. However, I dont' put away other people's things (mostly cause that would involve going into poeples rooms, and my sister would have a fucking FIT. And I don't have to clean up after them.)

So, on umm.. Wendsday, I went and cleaned the dining room. I had completely cleaned it from top to bottom a week earlier. It's a wreck, now. papers and shit all over the floor, bags, shoes, fabric, trash... everywhere. I clean most of it up, and pile up my mothers and sister's shit. My mothers is a pile that's about 2 ft by 3ft, and about 2 feet high (she got back form a trip on sunday, and had just left her luggage type stuffs, and everything else just lying in the living room) and my sister's took up an entire chair.

So, I'm picking up the footstool (big ass footstool full of magazines) and I strain my back. Have to go to Urgent Care, and I'm on muscle relaxants for a week.

So, I come home and crash... and come downstairs to find the living room torn apart. Papers strewn everywhere, my sister just tossed her shit on the floor, pillows, blankets, everything. just... everywhere. And my mom tells me I have to clean it up.

I get pissed. I still clean, aorund thier piles again. I don't vacuum, cause A: it's late, and B: there's piles on the floor. I go to bed around 5/6AM. Mom wakes me up at 9, telling me I have to finish the living room. NOW... My mother -had- told my sister that she had to clean the bathroom that night, or she would wake her up at 7AM to do it. Did my mom wake her up? no. Did she clean the bathroom? No.

All my sister has to do is CLEAN THE FUCKING BATHROOM AND TAKE OUT THE TRASH. Does she? No.

And she still gets clothes, and books, and spending money. Do I get these? No.. Why? "You should get a job." I have not been working for (today) TWO WEEKS. My sister has no had a job for ALMOST A YEAR. She took two college classes this semester. Period.

I am "on the computer to much." "I don't see enough poeple"... well, sorry. I TRIED getting together with my friends from high school, but I've grown up. I no longer care who's dating who. I care about getting enough money for college. All of my other friends are still AT colelge, with a majority of them in different states. I'm sorry I would rather spend my time chatting with real, albit far away poeple, rather then WATCHING TV.

Which is what my family does.

I am so mad I'm shaking. I just.... wanted to rant. Wee. I've succeeded.

... thoughts?

[ 05-17-2002: Message edited by: Gikkwiny ]

Would make me feel a hell of a lot better.

If it doesn't work...I kidnap you (you come willingly of course :P ) and they can all go to hell

Well... not really. She has a hell of a lot of stress on her end, too. She has to take the main brunt of my sister, is trying to get her college degree and it's very hard for her.. ((She hasn't been to school in 30 some years)) And she has to deal with my dad, who's a whole different breed entirely..

If my grandparents call and say "We're coming over" and the house needs cleaned, my dad doesn't do the bunch of dirty dishes all over the counter. He dusts the oil lamps. Or if we are working on redoing the livingroom, he dusts my mom's little figurines instead of moving the furnature.

He does the little things first. And he's -extremely- absent minded, doesn't hear well, and is... well.. very stubborn. And he hates change. My mother has been trying to get him to put in the "new" (it was at the itme) bathtub for literally 10 years.

Andhas been trying to get him to clean out the basement for slightly longer.

And when he starts doing that... he does thing like orgainizing the tornado shelter inside the basement, instead of moving out the boxes... I think you get the picture.

I ended up scraping the paint off the porch cause he never got aroudn it it. next time it's sunny, I'm scrubbing it off. then the next time it's sunny after that, I'm painting it. Why? Cause he just... won't.

*poke* Ya need to stand up more, Gikky. Tell 'em no! Go passive resistant on 'em, they cant make your life much worse.

As in taking my computer.

As in guilt tripping, which I, honestly, yield to way to often. And I don't want to sink as low as them.

Period.

I've tried to long to make everyone happy, but... not doing anything will just make my life hell. Period. Not that they beat me, or anything, thank god, (if they did, I wouldn't be here) , but... people scream. and yell. And.. I hate it.

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Gikkwiny's unholy Backstreet Boys obsession manifested in:
Yes.. they can.

As in taking my computer.

As in guilt tripping, which I, honestly, yield to way to often. And I don't want to sink as low as them.

Period.

I've tried to long to make everyone happy, but... not doing anything will just make my life hell. Period. Not that they beat me, or anything, thank god, (if they did, I wouldn't be here) , but... people scream. and yell. And.. I hate it.

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Why do the wonderful ones always have it the worst? *Sigh*..

*Hugs the Gikky*

Start finding out if places you apply to have e-mail access (most do) and if they can contact you like that. Explain the situation, and just tell them that's the best way to assure you'll actually hear back. I can't see a business having problems contacting you that way.

As for how your mom treats you against your sister, well, just talk to her. If you don't speak up, which it really doesn't sound like you are, then she won't know it's really a problem. A long, thoughtful heart to heart would probably go a long way with your mother. She doesn't sound unreasonable, just uninformed.

And the chore thing... We've tried. It doesn't work. I'm notquite sure why, but it doesn't.

And the om thing... she knows how I feel. and she gets mad, or agrees with me, but she can't change it. Whenever someone talks to cassie, she starts talking baout how much of a "horrible person she is" and then runs off in tears.

I'm not a saint, by any means. I'm cranky when I get woken up, when I was younger, I would steal anything that wasn't tied down from the other members of my family.

I'm frequently lazy, and I -do- spend a lot of time on the computer.

But... it's just so goddamned frustrating.

And maybe you can make arrangements with places you apply that you'll call them back in a day or two, or such. Again, if you explain the situation, I'm sure they'll find a way to work with you.

And the medator thing.. has been done,a nd is still going. And like... for instance, I told Julia (the medator) I needed a door. and my mom said yes. And it took another meeting, and another month after THAT to get one, only when I put my foot down.

Love you, sweetheart.

Fun for the whole family if you have enough explosives and werecritters.

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Ja'Deth Issar Ka'bael had this to say about Robocop:
Can even use C4 to amuse yourself with Lycanthropes. shape the C4 into a little bunny and give it to a passing werecritter. Then apply a sharp electric shock when the hungry werecritter eats it (tell them it's some form of pate or something). BOOOM! Kibbles and Werecritter bits! But they're not dead! oh no! They'll slowly put themselves back together.

Fun for the whole family if you have enough explosives and werecritters.

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Reidy say: Git over yewsewf!

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It's made of duck pate!

Persistence.

The second time, I called back every coupla days, the guy called at 8L50 AM, cass didn't tell me til midnight, they were no longer open, so when I called at 7 the next morning, they had already filled all the postitons again.

When I did that at McDonalds, the manager owuld never get back to me, and I even stopped in, when I called, and they said the manager woudl be there, and it wasn't... I'm applying at a firstmerit bank, and a a newish restaurant about 15 min away.. ((firstmerit is 5 min walk) s... I'm hopin.

You have to learn to ignore the tears, and the screaming and the yelling, because all they are are ways to get what other people want. Gotta be strong or you won't get what *you* want.

*continues to try and get Pved to eat the C4...er...duck pate bunny rabbit*

It's painful, they'll bitch, and they WON'T understand, but in the end you'll be much better off for it. Before she left Cath was 1) watching her sister's kids to the point that the oldest was calling HER 'mommy.' 2) Cleaning the house almost exclusivly 3) Working to provide money, not for herself, but for her family. 4)Completely unable to drive because nobody could be bothered to teach her. At the time she was barely 18. (In retrospect I honestly think it was a method of control. If she can't go anywhere none of the 'adults' would have to grow the fuck up. They still piss me off.)

If I hadden't made her move to Ohio she'd be doin the same thing today. Don't let your inability to drive stop you. (Go public transportation, yae!)

Inform your parents you'll be declaring independant on taxes next year, you wind up with a LOT more financial aid at college after a few years of doing so. Yes, loans suck because they're payments over years, but would it honestly be worse than what you're at now.

My sister put herself through school doing waitressing. This was along raising a kid. (Go dumb teenagers!) All you need do is find a restaurant that gets a decent clip of business over the weekend and *be courteious* by ignoring the stupid ones. (And oh lord yes that'll be hard sometimes.) You should be able to pull in $75 on a slow night at anyplace that's any good.

The key is, don't be afraid to be a pain in the ass. Yer getting walked all over and if you're anything like the mrz. it's because -deep down- you want people to like you and you think doin what they want will help. Well people suck and aren't worth having around ya for the most part, so screw 'em.

Either way, good luck to yas.

But I can't.

I don't have money. Period. Not for a car, not for an apartment. right now, the soonest I'll be able to get out is when I go to college. However, when I'm 18 (in 15 short days) I already know things will change.

I can go get my GED, and I will, if I have to, get my friend to teach me how to drive before she goes back to Maryland. I'll deal.

I always do.

I still do things for my parents, don't get me wrong. It's just... my sister is no longer gonna walk all over me. Period.

*tries harder to force the "pate" ear into Deth's mouth*