May. 13th, 2010

usullusa: Matt from Deathnote (Default)
I write to you all from the comfort of my new lodgings in California. Things are doing okay. I spoke to my father and I do indeed get to stay in school, but living expenses (including at least half of rent) are on me. That is more than fine. That is fantastic. I freely admit that my parents are doing me a great kindness by paying for my schooling, regardless of whether or not we are getting along. I'm still not welcome in their house though. And my dad has promised to renounce me if I'm not reformed upon my return. That is also fine. I have keys to the house and I can come back and get my things (my books, really) at any time I want. I have no desire to see my parents in the foreseeable future, so that's not a problem either.

I missed writing a final paper for one of my classes in the turmoil that was the past several days. I don't know if I will still pass the class or not. The teacher was very kind and gave me up until just a couple hours before grades were due, but it didn't happen anyway. My brain is still scattered from the drama. But this too shall pass.

Oh yeah, and apparently if anybody from my aunt's family calls I am to tell them that I am in CA for an internship. Because my dad is that fucking ashamed. Not sure yet if I'm going to stick with that story. I might if only because if I have to deal with another shitfest I will finally break down and have hysterics. I already refused to see my grandfather because he was a douche to me. Poor health be damned, I am done standing in front of people and letting them upbraid me because of their own fucking prejudice. D:<

Anyway. I think this is the last you're going to be hearing about this fiasco now that I've removed myself from the situation to the best of my ability. Next time: book reviews!

I'm off to go find a job now.

RAEG

May. 13th, 2010 05:37 pm
usullusa: Matt from Deathnote (Default)
Okay, I swear book reviews are coming up soon (I need to finish The Pinhoe Egg), but humor me.

I HATE MY MOTHER SO MUCH RIGHT NOW JESUS CHRIST.
It has been nothing but backhanded passive aggressive comments from her. I UNPACKED MY SUITCASE AND FOUND SHE HAD SNUCK A RAZOR INSIDE WITH A NOTE ABOUT HOW SHE LOVED ME AND HOPED I WOULD "COME BACK". AHSDJHALSDJA
Which explains why, as I was walking out the door, she said to me "by the way you look much better in Victoria's Secret". BECAUSE SHE WENT THROUGH MY SHIT. AND JUST. WHAT. It's none of your fucking business what I wear or don't wear or how or why or ANYTHING ELSE. ARGH.
The whole weekend was like that. I made the fucking mistake of stumbling into the bathroom still in my underwear and ended up catching an earful for not shaving my legs. Oh yes and my hair is wrong. (It was fine for years but now it's not for mysterious reasons that involve her being BATSHIT CRAZY) Oh yes and my skin, which is totally my fault and not because I have been stressed as all fuck GEE I WONDER WHY.

The razor was the last straw. I want to punch her forever.

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