Bambi

Rant
2014-04-01 22:07:02 (UTC)

Doormat 001

I am tired and frustrated.

Hello, I am new to the site, and I need to let off some steam without people knowing whom I am talking about.

I swear people take my kindness as a sign of submission. I am easy to piss off and quick to attack (physically). As a child, I was scolded plenty for my violent nature and told to refrain from hurting others. Years of discipline are quickly going down the drain because of one thing.

(Author's Note: I swear I would write this on tumblr if the person wasn't following me nor that tumblr was a sensitive bitch.)

I am just going to start from today.

April 1st. I know I am a Fool.

I don't know how I get involved in things like this. I have a bad habit of waking up at 3:00 a.m. on the dot. Deep in my bones I feel like something is going to happen, and it prevents me from going to sleep. Most people tell me to take sleeping meds, but they don't work. Also to make this situation worse, I have a pet sugar glider in my room that barks at something in my small room at 3:00 a.m. if I refuse to wake up. I know she isn't barking at me, but I check my room for my sisters cat thinking it was what my sugar bear was barking at though no such luck thus far.

After I am wide awake, I sit in my room preparing for the day's task. I call the transit for my little brother to get a ride to college only to be shot down because it's April 1st. I drive him for a three-fourths of an hour to school around 6:30 a.m., so he can be at class on time (before 7:30).

I arrive back home about to crash at my laptop to start on my homework until this bitch texts me.

Correction, said bitch, now known as Shane, isn't the one who texts me. It was her mother. I don't even really know this girl. I only know Shane through my friend 'Angel' because they are dating. Angel gave her girlfriend and mother my number because I can drive and the two lovers can't.

You can probably guess what's going to happen next, and I am just going to write the text word for word.

"hey u at skool ? if so u see shane ask if she gets out same or early den yall want to sit at dolla g at town center yesterday was cino payday"

If you didn't understand the above I'll explain.

"Hey, are you at school? If so, can you give Shane a ride when you or her finish your last class then come and sit down at Dollar General to sell stuff in Town Center because yesterday was casino's payday."

I didn't reply to this message. She is not my mother nor does she pay me for my time. I need to get a job or raise money to pay off my debt to college, so I don't have time for them. I am so frustrated. I'll probably make a part two, etc. to this rant there is so much more to write.

-Bambi




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