I just had a fun trip to arizona!
i wrote on my blog that everyone reads about it.
(no one knows about this one or else i wouldn't be so mean and open)
at the end i said thanks to everyone and put their names (big mistake)
and i forgot my dad.
but what did he really do? all he payed for was my lunch at some mexican resturant and let me sleep on the bed that folded out of the couch.
everyone else was doing things with me and i never thanked them personally.
anywho, i posted the post this morning and i just got a text from my dad saying,
"hey i just read your blog, i guess your not thankful for what we do for you. oh well"
seriously dad? how old are you? 9?
there were probably 10 times over the year i could've sent this to you.
UGH HE MAKES ME SO FRUSTRATED!!!!
i already personally thanked him when i said goodbye to him in arizona and now you expect me to do it publicly?
yeah i should've put his name on the list but everyone reads it.
mostly my moms family in arizona and thats the reason i usually try to keep him out of it.
they hate him with a burning passion for what he did to my family.
plus i don't want to bring up the whore(my step mom)
because i don't like her.
she doesn't deserve to be noticed.
she's a homewrecker.
usually i wouldn't worry about this.
i would just brush it off and say whatever dad
but in arizona he said he would pay for my housing which i really need.
if i can't get my housing paid for i can't go to school.
now he will probably say no i'm not paying shit because you're too ungrateful.
whatever pops.
youre the ungrateful one.
i was you're only daughter who talked to you after everything happened.
i'm the only one that texted you words of comfort after we found out.
i'm the only one who brings you my left over shrimp that you love.
i'm the only one that sticks up for you when mom is saying things about you.
i'm the only one who texts you frequently to see how you are doing.
i'm the only one who accepted celeste when everyone shut her out.
even i wanted to shut her out.
and i regret every day that i didn't.
i regret not screaming at you from the beginning when i knew something was going on
i regret not screaming at you when you tried to get mom back when we knew what you've done.
i've regret screaming at you for marrying the bitch when i wish you hadn't.
all you care about is yourself.
for the past ten years that is all you've cared about.
if it wasn't yourself, it was celeste.
don't you think its sad i have only one memory of you not texting, emailing, or being on your laptop talking to her.
that only memory is our trip to hawaii when i was in third grade.
who knew only 6 months later this hell hole would begin.
i'm sick of you blaming me that i never talk to you or see you or come by your house.
you're the one that made it that way.
stop being such a selfish ass and grow up dad.
i'm sick of this.
i'm glad mom didn't take you back.
she deserves better.
and she has gotten better.
don't you think its sad that darren, the guy she's dating, is more interested in my life and what i'm doing and where i'm going in life than you?
grow up dad.
to be honest, the only reason i talk to you is because i know i'll need stuff from you.
like housing paid for.
or my car fixed.
if i had money and didn't need you for that,
i'd probably never talk to you.
hell, after college and i have my career,
i most likely will hardly ever talk to you.
so ef you and the horse you rode in on