Grrr. Rantbitchcomplain.
Aug. 3rd, 2003 11:28 amI feel very angry today. Or, at least, very frustrated.
Kinda a cobmination of things.
Augh.
Went out to eat yesterday. Was nice. Had sushi. Also picked up a bit of food, nothing really nutritional, of course. I do have hot and spicy pork rinds though. Rock.
I'm getting tired of being the person who does everything. Seriously. I cannot clean, gather clothes to wash, look for this and look for that, plus entertain everyone AT THE SAME TIME. I am not a fucking machine. If you do a couple things and I do a couple things, everything will get done faster. Yes, I know you will tear everything apart if you try to look for something. But don't tell me 'it's not my job' when I ask you to gather up clothes to be washed. You don't even have to gather mine! Get yours together cause their YOUR clothes. I'll be happy to wash them, because I'm washing mine. It's not that much trouble to throw some clothes into a pile. Christ.
It's -overwhelming-.
And another thing. I'm sure you don't like hearing me babble on about shit. Wether it's important to me or not. But don't fucking sit there and tell me 'I don't care' or 'I wasn't listening anyhow' or 'I stopped listening a long time ago'. Fucking christ, you can at least PRETEND to be listening. That's all I'm asking for. I listen to you even when I've heard the story you're telling me 10 times before. But do I say anything? No. No I bitch about it? No. I listen because I'm a friend. It just really hurts when someone tells me they don't care.
I just... AUGH. >_______<
*beats her head against a wall*
I need a bath. Then I need to clean. Fucking fuckers.
4 days...
Kinda a cobmination of things.
Augh.
Went out to eat yesterday. Was nice. Had sushi. Also picked up a bit of food, nothing really nutritional, of course. I do have hot and spicy pork rinds though. Rock.
I'm getting tired of being the person who does everything. Seriously. I cannot clean, gather clothes to wash, look for this and look for that, plus entertain everyone AT THE SAME TIME. I am not a fucking machine. If you do a couple things and I do a couple things, everything will get done faster. Yes, I know you will tear everything apart if you try to look for something. But don't tell me 'it's not my job' when I ask you to gather up clothes to be washed. You don't even have to gather mine! Get yours together cause their YOUR clothes. I'll be happy to wash them, because I'm washing mine. It's not that much trouble to throw some clothes into a pile. Christ.
It's -overwhelming-.
And another thing. I'm sure you don't like hearing me babble on about shit. Wether it's important to me or not. But don't fucking sit there and tell me 'I don't care' or 'I wasn't listening anyhow' or 'I stopped listening a long time ago'. Fucking christ, you can at least PRETEND to be listening. That's all I'm asking for. I listen to you even when I've heard the story you're telling me 10 times before. But do I say anything? No. No I bitch about it? No. I listen because I'm a friend. It just really hurts when someone tells me they don't care.
I just... AUGH. >_______<
*beats her head against a wall*
I need a bath. Then I need to clean. Fucking fuckers.
4 days...
