oh my goodness gracious charlie brown

Tuesday, August 19, 2008


oh my goodness gracious chrlie brown

So, yesterday, i went to sty at Ryan Cheek's house, and when i told Robin(the woman i live with) she got like, super pissed, she doesn't understand that i want to spend as little time as possible here, at this house.
I have grown weary of her self-righteousness, her arrogance is so infuriating that it is all i can do to keep from screaming and throwing myself at a wall over and over again (the definition of insanity...). I want so badly to leave, but where would i go?
Mon and Dad's?-no, i'm too stressful for them, and living with them means that i would get to see Katie and everyone else even less than i already do.
The street-i'd be the worse homeless person, ever. I like staying inside when it's raining, sometimes(lol).

This has gone on too far. I want to just tell them what i've been feeling, but we think on such different levels that if i did, they(Robin and Sarah) would come back with some crack-pot excuse like "that's how i was raised" or "that's how i've always done that" I've used those lines on them before, just to see how they liked it, and you know what they said to me? "well, change" I've changed too much for them, back in the day (which was a wednesday in fact) if i changed something about my personality, i did it for myself. The things that they want me to change are ridiculous, i gave my Zune to my Dear Katie Beth, because they don't like the music i listen to. I stopped watching all the movies(not teh prons) they don't like because they didn't like them. I even stopped talking to all my friends that they do not approve of, because the didn't like them.
Ive lived with them for a year, and you know what they've changed????
Me neither.
I guess i'm just complaining, but it's due time that i complain, because keeping it to myself has probably been causing a tumor that sings "i'm a tumor, i'm a tumor i'm a tumor" to the tune of "Rock me Amadeus".