As most of you know, I have had a lot of work to do and school lately and it's keeping me from doing anything online anymore. Well, what you don't know is how my parents treat me to get all the work done. *cue crying*
Today my dad started getting mad at me for something beyond my control, sending a file via skype to a person who had accidentally logged of. As any computer nerd knows, modern email accounts prohibit you form sending any file over 25 MB and I really don't trust sendspace (I've had things lost on there before).He said things to me like, "You aren't as smart as you think you are" and "Why don't you just go to McGavock" and "Why don't you ever care for anyone but yourself." This really pushed me over the edge because, as you know, I try to always put other people before me. And he has said things like how dissapointed he is in me before. He pushed me so far today, so that I said "Whadda you want me to do, Kill myself? Because I know that would make you happy" and you know what he did? WALKED OFF.
Just a few short hours later he started yelling at me again because youtube wouldn't upload that same file, because of our sporatic internet.
Thats the end of the first thing that made me feel really bad. That and a combined effort of Evanecsence playing in the background hit off a double blow.
Secound thing. My sister ACCIDENTALLY closed the door on my dog's tail. He is at the animal hospital right now. Bad thing is that 1) I hate seeing animals get hurt and 2) I have a really weak stomach. My dog was bleeding and we think his tail is broken. After he got hurt, he went into my room for shelter. His blood got all over my floor and my futon, which now prevents me from looking around my room.
Please don't feel bad for me, I hate that. I would rater you be spending your time having fun with your friends than caring about me. And I have had some good parts to today, so it hasn't been all ruddy, just most of it has.
*Footnote: McGavock High School: currently the school with the worst reputation in Nashville. Because of grades and fights. and its a local school, which means I won't get to go to a college.
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