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This is why I hate the holidays
Nov. 23rd, 2006 06:29 pmFamily.
Family gatherings are my chance to disappoint mass amounts of people.
Joey wants to know why I can't not be bad. He thinks I'm bad! He's the only one I want to think that maybe I might be decent. He wants to know and I have no idea what to tell him.
Kim hit me again. Damn it.
Mom won't tell me what I did. She says I've been bad. She says she can make Joey think I've been bad. She can make him think that I'm not worth hanging out around. I ask her what I've done and she won't tell me. She says that I know. I think she's just having difficulty coming up with some crap excuse to stick me with. She tries to be a model for etiquette, but I think the woman who tried to throw chips down my shirt at a restaurant has no room to speak about manners.
Dad's gone. He should be back tomorrow.
Family gatherings are my chance to disappoint mass amounts of people.
Joey wants to know why I can't not be bad. He thinks I'm bad! He's the only one I want to think that maybe I might be decent. He wants to know and I have no idea what to tell him.
Kim hit me again. Damn it.
Mom won't tell me what I did. She says I've been bad. She says she can make Joey think I've been bad. She can make him think that I'm not worth hanging out around. I ask her what I've done and she won't tell me. She says that I know. I think she's just having difficulty coming up with some crap excuse to stick me with. She tries to be a model for etiquette, but I think the woman who tried to throw chips down my shirt at a restaurant has no room to speak about manners.
Dad's gone. He should be back tomorrow.
