I just felt a need to scribble out my frustrations.
Well, let me tell you whats wrong.
Alright in the morning, my sister who is 12 came up to me wearing this HORRID shade of blue eyeshadow. She asks me her opinion on it. Well, she is a brunette with green eyes. Blue is NOT her color. Also, her glasses are red. And you put the eye catching part of your makeup on your lips if you have glasses, they draw enough attention anyway. Also, she is TWELVE she doesn't need to wear makeup anyway. I explain this to her, -excluding her age part- she gets mad and just sauces me with her naive, ignorant attitude.
My mom comes in and spazzes out at me. Somehow our argument ends up with how my hair is parted. She says it's parted wrong. I spend, like 30mins+ in the bathroom washing my face, brushing my teeth, washing my hair, blow drying it, styling it and doing my makeup. I like to look okay, it helps to look and feel okay. after TWO DANG YEARS OF DEPRESSION none of my family but my PET CAT seemed to have noticed, by the way. (If my Lucy Byrd was here, she'd know right away, she went through all of this) So after that, my emotional health is quiet fragile, I'm still healing; Anyway, back on topic. My hair was not parted wrong. I even checked. I eventually glare and say "Well, I like my hair, other people like my hair and if you don't like it don't look."
She tells me to not look at my sisters eyeshadow if I don't like it. I told her she asked for my opinion. I stand up in the porch waiting to leave for the next 10 minutes, refusing to sit in her presence. (I get up early) She didn't even say "Oh."
I manage to get through the school day with happiness. My 2nd day in school this year, and I'm in the same class as my best/only friend, Meggers ^^ . I had English last class, which lifts my spirits. ^^
I get home, everyone is swimming. I don't want to, I've had cramps in my butt for the past few weeks, I wont swim. It'll hurt later. I'm labeled as a lazy..."person" by my father (replace person with a well chosen swear word) But I live on, listening to the sound track to Twilight. (Eyes on Fire=<3)
Okay, my sister wears glasses, right? She gets headaches from the type of lighting at her school (Dr. told us this) And NOW they are going to set up an eye doctor appointment because the headaches relived slightly when she took them off. So, my mom called him for her.
BUT!
There is a but!
She NEVER called him for me!
Not to be selfish, but my eye condition is MUCH worse! When ever I read something, be it a book, a magazine, something on TV or a video game and look away, I see spots and my eyes hurt. If I stand up afterwards, I get dizzy. I really wish mom would choose favorites more discreetly so I can at least PRETEND she doesn't. <.<
I was crushed, actually. I never thought they'd neglect me physically. Emotionally? Yes. My really?! I remind her constantly about it Dx
Alright I needed to let all this out, first person I call is Lucy Byrd. But she's sleeping. I wouldn't call Meggers because her mom is crazy. Seriously.
I decided to go outside. The moon is my friend, and It's full tonight. I go outside, watch my other kitty kill and eat a mouse then go inside.
I go on here and type this. My mom keeps popping up so I switch tabs so she doesn't see. "She yells what are you doing?!"
I say "Nothing! Don't accuse me!"
Of course, because my luck is swell you know, I ended up on the forum index, hovering over Adults Chat, 18+.
She freaked. "What are you doing on 18+?!"
I say "I'm not ON 18+! I'm on Gerneal Chat! Plus, I also says PG13 rules below that!"
She gets into my face (With animalistic instincts, It took everything not to bite her) and says "Stop acting like Jessica (Lucy Byrd), I'm not Vicky (her mom), I wont allow it."
Of course that was the last straw and I stop listening to her and focus my attention on not expoling. So instead of going all crazy, I cry. 3rd time I cried this evening.
Well, I'm going to play on CS a bit longer then I'm going to sleep, crying and plotting murder takes a lot out of you.
xox Sapphire.