Hey guys, I know it's been a long time since my last post. It seems like forever to me, anyway. But I feel like I could use an outlet right about now.
Do you ever feel like you want an apology from the world? It's just been one of those weeks. You know the ones, where a simple "I'm sorry" from the offending party won't do, where you feel like the very cosmos should get down on their knees and beg for your forgiveness. The weeks where you just can't catch a break. Well, that week has perpetualized itself, that is to say, my life has become a never ending shitty cycle of tough luck.
So I want an apology.
However, the world, being an inanimate object in a sense, cannot speak, let alone offer it's regrets. In which case, a separate apology from each separate party will have to suffice.
So here is a typed list of all the things that really grind my grain:
1. My stupid eyelash is poking me in the eye. I would really like it to stop. That would be a suitable apology.
2. Our stupid car radio has been acting up lately, and because I'm the kind of person who has to have music while they drive, this fact has hit me the hardest. In the place of an oral apology, I would just really like the radio to start working again, or possibly for us to buy a new stereo system.
3. My pants are wet. Why you ask? Because they got washed for no apparent reason, and I came home and they were in the dryer, with forty minutes to go, and I had no pants, so I put them on anyway. For this heinous act, I would like an apology from my grandmother, who has been the laundry Nazi these past couple of weeks.
4. This is the worst occurrence, and the one that upsets me the most: My Something Corporate t-shirt got put in the dryer and it shrunk. I would really like an apology, again from my grandmother. I know she can't read the labels on the clothes to find the washing directions, buy if she's not willing to wear her glasses when she does laundry, then she should call someone to read them for her. This isn't the first time she's ruined a piece of clothing because she was too stubborn to ask for help.
5. My family ate without me. Now, I'm gone a lot during the week, and I usually don't get home until late. On nights like this, I obviously don't expect them to wait for me. But when I'm out on the weekend, and I call and say, I'm going to be home soon, and they say, "Oh, alright, that's fine," and don't say anything about starting without me, I assume, that they are going to wait for me so that we can eat together as a family. And when I come home, and the dirty dishes are in the sink, and a half empty tub of yellow, microwaveable mashed potatoes are on the counter, crusty form sitting out for a long time, and they say, "here you go, we ate without you, but there are mashed potatoes on the counter if you want some," of course I'm going to be a little mad and hurt. I would like my feelings to be considered before you decide to eat without me. I would like an apology for that.
6. I have too much homework. but no one will apologize for that.
7. Carry yelled at me this week. Carry is the choreographer for the musical out school is doing. And so far, she hasn't had any reason to be mean to me. But once you get on Carry"s bad side,she'll hate you forever. Now, I know I deserved some of what she gave me: I didn't have the dance number down really well. but she totally went over board in tearing all of us down about it, especially me. It was way over the top, specifically considering that we are so early in our rehearsals for her to be so critical. It just really made me mad, and it also scared the bejesus out of me. to say the least, it wasn't a good experience. and I would like her to apologise to me, and to everyone in the cast.
8. My neck hurts. I would really like that to stop.
9. I'm out of chap stick, and I really wish my lips weren't so chapped.
10. I'm broke, so I can't afford any chap stick.
11. I keep having these reoccurring nightmares where I lose all of my teeth, and it feels so real that every time I have them, I'm sure I'm going to wake up and not have any teeth. The thought horrifies me. I want this to stop.
12. Our show choir sucks. There's nothing I can do about that.
13. My hair is too long. It is always getting into the way, and it takes forever to wash. In addition, my bangs are growing out, and they look stupid. Also, my shampoo is crappy, and it dries out my hair to the point where it feels like plastic. Yuck. I would like Tressemme to mail me a personal apology for their insufficient product.
14. I'm too busy to do anything for myself anymore. I'm always doing homework or rehearsing for the musical or sleeping. I haven't had an opportunity to write or read or listen to my music since school started. I just want the world to stop for a minute, just so I can breath for a second.
15. Stupid blogger is being realllly slow, and it takes forever to type anything and to correct it. I want a last apology form blogger, for handicapping my venting abilities.
And my mom says she can't understand why I'm suddenly acting so hostile. Thanks for putting up with this angry entry.
With love.
Saturday, November 6, 2010
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