Ace195
12-07-2004, 07:17 PM
Today is December 7th, A day that will live in infamy for all those that are good at history, Yes the bombing of pearl harbor happened today 63 Years ago exactly.. But I'm not thinking of the japanese or the us.. I'm thinking of a little snotty boy who was born 13 years ago today....
My step brother was born 13 years ago today... Yeah another ****ing day that will live in infamy. His stupid slut mother was probably in a all day gang bang.. (Can you tell my feelings twoards her ?) 9 months before...
Before I go into this story any further let me back up my distaste for him and his ****ing mother.... About 5 years ago now I was happy with just me and my dad livining in a 2 bedroom apartment, Obviously my dad wasn't happy after a couple of failed attmepts at dating.. Most of the ladies he dated I had no problems with some of them I wish stuck around. (This story starts 2 years after my parents split)
But then I left for San Diego to visit my grandfather who I hadn't seen in a year, and when I return there she is the DEMON SLUT named Belinda.
It started off well enough when I got home my dad was dating her and all I had to see of her was the occasional once a week thing and she was really nice then. Then it turned into a nightly adventure.... At this point in time I was a sophmore in highschool and I played football with friends in the apartment complex, (This is where the story gets good for all those that stuck with me so far) I played football each night since I was 13 and we moved to Iowa with the same friends in the same spot for 2 years, Belinda comes in the picture and she gets mad at me for coming home after it was dark............... (I'm 15 at the time) She's like "The street lights are on.." I'm like "Okay. so ?" and my mistake was saying "SO" ....
With that word her eyes flicked from a nice lady my dad was dating to that of anger and she slapped me across my face and told me not to take that tone with her. (You better believe it was on then) I told her to go "GET F***ED"
and she started slapping me and my dad had to physically hold me back while this stupid B*** hit me and then he instead of telling her to get out told me to go to my room.
Oh the first instance didn't end there she followed me into my room calling me a bastard and telling me that I didn't deserve to breathe her air. Man I'm still miffed about that first time, you would think any normal caring father would have told that bitch to go but my dad told me this after letting me cool down for an hour..
" Your grounded your not to play football anymore and your have to be in the house by the time the street lights come on each night. Belinda is right I've been letting you do what ever you want for too long."
That last sentence pissed me off sooooooooooo...much.. I was a good student in school I did all my home work.. I played sports and my dad and I were always really close up until that sentence and then everything changed...
If you guys want more background stories just tell me and I'll write more in my blog but thats just bacground for this...
When I turned 20 this year on June 7th I got a box fan for my birthday.. That cost my father a total of $10 dollars.. Not so much as a happy birthday on my actual birthday, no cake, no candles, not a ****ing thing...I got the fan in july.. and he told me he was sorry he was late...
My step brother (who really could get away with murder in my families eyes) turned 13 today and he got a ****ING PS2 game for his birthday and a cake and ice cream and a party for him and his friends to go to.. and other presents...
You know if xmas last year hadn't been rougly the same I wouldn't be pissed but I'm noticing a patter..
XMAS 03
SETH: Sweater, Jeans, Tee Shirt
DUSTIN: PS2, TV, CONTROLLERS, GBA SP, POKEMON CARDS
I know I'm getting older and what not but WTF do I have a reason to be mad or what....
My step brother was born 13 years ago today... Yeah another ****ing day that will live in infamy. His stupid slut mother was probably in a all day gang bang.. (Can you tell my feelings twoards her ?) 9 months before...
Before I go into this story any further let me back up my distaste for him and his ****ing mother.... About 5 years ago now I was happy with just me and my dad livining in a 2 bedroom apartment, Obviously my dad wasn't happy after a couple of failed attmepts at dating.. Most of the ladies he dated I had no problems with some of them I wish stuck around. (This story starts 2 years after my parents split)
But then I left for San Diego to visit my grandfather who I hadn't seen in a year, and when I return there she is the DEMON SLUT named Belinda.
It started off well enough when I got home my dad was dating her and all I had to see of her was the occasional once a week thing and she was really nice then. Then it turned into a nightly adventure.... At this point in time I was a sophmore in highschool and I played football with friends in the apartment complex, (This is where the story gets good for all those that stuck with me so far) I played football each night since I was 13 and we moved to Iowa with the same friends in the same spot for 2 years, Belinda comes in the picture and she gets mad at me for coming home after it was dark............... (I'm 15 at the time) She's like "The street lights are on.." I'm like "Okay. so ?" and my mistake was saying "SO" ....
With that word her eyes flicked from a nice lady my dad was dating to that of anger and she slapped me across my face and told me not to take that tone with her. (You better believe it was on then) I told her to go "GET F***ED"
and she started slapping me and my dad had to physically hold me back while this stupid B*** hit me and then he instead of telling her to get out told me to go to my room.
Oh the first instance didn't end there she followed me into my room calling me a bastard and telling me that I didn't deserve to breathe her air. Man I'm still miffed about that first time, you would think any normal caring father would have told that bitch to go but my dad told me this after letting me cool down for an hour..
" Your grounded your not to play football anymore and your have to be in the house by the time the street lights come on each night. Belinda is right I've been letting you do what ever you want for too long."
That last sentence pissed me off sooooooooooo...much.. I was a good student in school I did all my home work.. I played sports and my dad and I were always really close up until that sentence and then everything changed...
If you guys want more background stories just tell me and I'll write more in my blog but thats just bacground for this...
When I turned 20 this year on June 7th I got a box fan for my birthday.. That cost my father a total of $10 dollars.. Not so much as a happy birthday on my actual birthday, no cake, no candles, not a ****ing thing...I got the fan in july.. and he told me he was sorry he was late...
My step brother (who really could get away with murder in my families eyes) turned 13 today and he got a ****ING PS2 game for his birthday and a cake and ice cream and a party for him and his friends to go to.. and other presents...
You know if xmas last year hadn't been rougly the same I wouldn't be pissed but I'm noticing a patter..
XMAS 03
SETH: Sweater, Jeans, Tee Shirt
DUSTIN: PS2, TV, CONTROLLERS, GBA SP, POKEMON CARDS
I know I'm getting older and what not but WTF do I have a reason to be mad or what....