How I'm Feeling: Frustration Sucks.
I'm a frustrated gal right now. This is because of two reasons, one. my family is acting like complete, utter imbeciles, and two. I am upset that I am not of the legal age to move out. Yes, everybody over the age of 18 is probably donning me as the "teen who spoke with her teen words, and not that yet of an adult." Yeah, whatever that means. But I'm sure that you have had those moments of "ugh, I cannot wait until I can leave this place!", as well as "I love everything and everyone and that and that!" moments. Don't deny it. I know that you have.
Now, excuse my blubbering as I am just writing what I am thinking, so in the end it may make zero amounts of sense, but just go with it, k? Okay. Well, my mood has been a little on the annoyed side today because of the fact when I want some peace, my family tends to...er, not let that happen. And um, that did not go over well with me today, but I kept it to myself and tried to shove away my annoyance (something that - if you know me - is quite obvious I cannot do, along with my horrible attempts to not show my anger). Anyways, everything was fine because I decide to put food in mah belly and watch Netflix on my iPad mini. Congrats. I have not bitten anybody's head off...yet (haha, I kid I kid, I'm not that animalistic). So, I then catch up on tons and tons of blogs, and help my mum ensemble a new shelf for our new printer, and this is the point where my irritation starts to shine through my facade. I absolutely hate for anybody to try and "teach" me how to put stuff together. I. Can. Do. It. Like, if you can read and do it, I can frickin' do it. I just do not like to read the directions, per say because visuals are a much much much better reference for me (so sue me). But guess what my mum decides to do? Start chastising me about starting to shove pieces (that belong) together because I am doing things "too fast". Well if the piece fits!
After that, I start listening to music. Perfect. My mum, sister, and dad are outside helping my sister learn how to parallel park because she takes her driver's test sometime this upcoming weekend. I am relaxing, and working on my Tumblr, y'know - it's all good. But then, everyone has to come in and my dad suddenly tells me to basically turn off my music because he's in the house now. Okay... well, I was kind of in here all of the this time without you guys listening to my music. Yeah, sure, I'll turn it down for you guys, but off? Nah, no way. Well, being the polite person that I am, I turned in down halfway, yet, that was no good for them. They were all "it's still too loud! PUT IN YOUR EARPHONES." Ohgodohgodohgodh, no they really did not say that. My irritation levels rose waaaaay up. Why the heck don't you turn up the TV? Hmmm!? My music was not even that loud, now, c'mon. Whatever. So I take my stuff and go up to my room.
Everybody (excluding me) began to get ready to go and get my sister's new (old?) car, and my mum and sister comes up to my room and asks me if I want to go. I say, "nope." Oh, why did I say that? My mum then proceeds to lecture me about, "if your dad says you have to go, then you have to go. why did you say "nope" as if saying, "no, I don't want to be around y'all?'" Haha, because I obviously don't. Anywaysss, what was she even talking about my dad saying I have to go? Ugh, no stop. Then, my dad tells me he wants me to go, and I say I don't want to (obviously because being around all of them for who knows how long is going to really piss me off). Like everyone needs time to regroup and be by themselves sometimes, this was my time that I needed to be alone or else I was going to end up saying something that I don't mean and get in major trouble (and who wants that?). My dad eventually caves in and I go back upstairs. Welp, he then tells me he wants me to stay downstairs while they are gone (for who knows why!?) and...yeah, no. I'll leave my bedroom door open, but I'm not leaving my perfectly comfy bed.
Fast forward to when my sister feels as if she needs to point out the fact that I need to lock the screen door behind her about twenty million times, although I obv know. Oh gosh, why. So now, I am sitting on my bed typing this, listening to Fresh 100, and breathing calming as I think about Twinkies. And yes, I feel really good about getting all of that out (whew!). Don't think I'm crazy now. ;) Haha. What do you do to calm down from frustrating situations? Listen to music? Play a sport? Read?
Song Choice: 'No Scrubs' by TLC. This song is one of my favorites. It's an old school jam (haha, I said that, really?) that I can digggg (haha, I need to stop!). Old school music is some of my favorites, so this had to be one of them. Listen below!
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