My old dog just sprained his front right paw. I did as much as I could to help him feel better. But I can’t get professional help until Jan 2. I hope he shows some sign that he is getting better. Most of my family is freaking out because they think “his time is coming”. I am starting to agree, but his energetic attitude always seems to prove me wrong.
At least until now…
I remember when we first met, I didn’t think I’d like you. Well, first I had this crush on you. I found you so attractive. Then we got to know each other more and more and who knew I’d start developing feelings for you. Next thing you know, the feelings were mutual. It all started off with a tiny crush, but guess what? I like you.
Sums up my current situation perfectly.
So after some thought, I decided that I want to end the year in a good way, and hopefully the aftermath will make the beginning of the new year the best year so far.
Last time I called her, I told her that I wanted to tell her something important. She asked why I couldn’t say it on the phone, I just told her that I really want to tell her face to face.
Hopefully, she isn’t worried anymore about the long distance anymore. I don’t blame her if she still is worried. I could only blame myself for being to worried about not saying anything earlier.
The feeling is mutual between us, she told me that she liked me for a long time (when I tried asking her out last summer). But I still want to tell her everything. Things like how much I like her, how just talking to her makes my day so much better,etc.
This past week has been….well, not the most enjoyable experiences. I enjoyed the company of my visiting aunt and uncle. I was even happy to see my new cousin. She was adorable, and a bit shy.
However, my older cousin…he makes me want to punch babies. Complains about the dogs barking at him, but he was the one provoking them. Spend most of Christmas eve/day asleep, only waking up for food. And when he wakes up, that is all he does. Gets up with the shirt that he slept in, no shower (and it was obvious, because of the smell), and no clothes change. While everyone was dressed up to spent quality time with the family, he looked like a hobo.
The only thing that helps me ignore him, is his little sister (my new cousin). Although she was extremely shy, I still enjoyed the time spent watching Christmas specials with her. She even helped improve my opinion about selfishness in the younger generation. She got a lot of gifts, even a video camera. However, her favorite gift seemed to be a harmonica. She carried that around everywhere, playing a tune here and there. It kind of made me a bit happy to see her so happy over something as small as a harmonica.
Overall, I appreciate my relatives taking the time to visit. However, it would have been nicer if my older cousin actually showed that he wanted to be with the family. Especially during Christmas…
Yep….ripped old shorts, a torn vest, and a dirty shirt is the perfect christmas attire when the rest of the family took time to look good. I’m totally not judging you right now. At least fix your hair, you literally got out of bed and left the room for only the food. Not to spend time with the rest of the family.
If you want the dog to like you, don’t stomp loudly near them as you approach them. That would scare them and in no way help them feel comfortable around.
Now, if only my cousin understood that. Maybe then, my uncle and aunt will stop blaming my dog for the barking. She is barking because he is intentionally scaring her.
Just two more days to endure.
Somehow, I feel a bit conflicted right now. I was just told by my brother that my father threaten us. For some reason, I feel like I should give no shit about it, because I know he is all talk. However, I feel a bit hurt knowing that a father would actually threaten his own children. I guess I shouldn’t be too surprise, he was always a douchebag. Still, it hurts to see that, and it hurts even more knowing that it was directed to me (and my family).
Although….I secretly would love for shit to go down, get an excuse to punch some sense into that thick skull of his. So, if by some 0.0001% chance you find my tumblr and figure out that this is your son speaking, I only have four words for you……
Come at me, ¡imbécil!
The floor is slippery to you. No amount of complaining will make us decide to maybe change back to carpet flooring. So, please, while you are still here for the next 5 days, shut up about the floors. My grandmother has a better grip on the floor than you apparently, seeing as how she never had a problem with “slippery floors”.
Or perhaps, the shoes in California lack friction. Seeing as how you like to brag about California towards us.
When your uncle is praising apple products so much that it sounds like he thinks Steve Job is Jesus or something. He even started getting a bit…ridiculous when I told him that his claim that the mac has no viruses. Granted, there is only like a few viruses compared to the many pc viruses, but there are still viruses.
I told him that mac viruses exist, and he started raising his voice. I just found it to be funny to be honest.
My dog won’t stop barking at my cousin who is visiting my family. It is kind of annoying but I can somewhat understand. Even I was weirded out when I saw my cousin’s hair. And his hair is always covering his face, that might be worrying the dog (just a guess).
Also, I always feel a bit ticked off when my aunt tells the dog to shut up. I am not sure if it is because she says it in a nasty tune, or because she would sometimes slip the word “mutt” and “troublemaker” when she yells at the dog. Ugh…only one week, I hope things get better.
Not looking forward to it at all. I know that New York is a good place to visit, especially when it is your place of birth. But the chances of running into my father increases just being there. I can’t even go to my hometown, the Bronx, because he lives there.
Kind of annoys me more knowing that I didn’t have to go. My brother could have went, but he refuses to get involved. It would help my mother a lot if my brother showed more support to her. Rather than try to stay far away from everything that is going on.
Long venting journal warning. I needed to vent about something that has been bothering for for the past few weeks. It is hard to fake a smile when all of this is bothering me.
