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mother and father know best.
October 28, 2002-9:31 p.m.

Chia's feelin The current mood of chiataur at www.imood.com

Isn't it ironic how people who have known you your whole life still can't get a read on your emotions?

Dammit, I was in a pretty damn good mood until they started bitching to me about the household chores I have been neglecting.

They bugged me allllll weekend, so I did them.

And so, I got home, went to the optomitrist, got my contacts, (discovered my face is chubby x_X) came home, started mah homework. Studying for my math test so I can maintain a B in that class. Studying for the daily quiz. Researching for the Critical Thinking report I have tomorrow in AP US History. While watching a show I like.

Father repeatedly asks me to empty the dishwasher. I tell him, when I finish my homework. (since he's always bitching about my grades)

I finished about 15 minutes ago. He had already gone to bed, since he drives the street sweeper and gets up early. I started puting away the dishes. He comes out of his room to yell at me for being to noisy about it. And I got mad. So mad I cried.

I've been feeling so stressed, I'm surprised I haven't burst into oblivion. started grinding my teeth. taken up a (worse) drug habit. stopped eating altogether.

AND THEY'RE NOT HELPING!

Incessant nagging, little "suggestions".

CHIPPING AWAY AT THE REMAINING BITS OF MY SANITY!

And they wonder why I don't talk to them. Father prints out his asinine, rightist, conservative republican, religious right BULLSHIT, and waves it around in front of me trying to convince me the causes I believe in are wrong.

Mother continually criticises everything about me.

Tells me I need to do better on my grades.

I KNOW THAT!

Tells me I should lose weight.

WHY DO YOU THINK I'VE STOPPED EATING LUNCH?

Tells me I shold get a social life.

HOW THE FUCK DO I HAVE TIME FOR A BLOODY SOCIAL LIFE WHEN YOU WANT ME TO STAY HOME, NEVER GO OUT AND DO MY HOMEWORK?!

She's just come in to tell me to "turn down my music". She doesn't want me to disturb my father, as if he hasn't woken me up early COUNTLESS TIMES.

The utter hipocrisy of this environment never ceases to amaze me. I'm surrounded by idiots whenever I express a fucking OPINION.

She tells me, Oh, I'm so glad you think for yourself, and I tell my friends what a good teenager I have, and yet she continually fucking criticizes me for nothing!

What, does she want me to become an anorexic, maladjusted drug abuser? I'll do it. Whatever you say mommy.

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my life so far - March 22, 2008
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