Can I Disown Myself?
Aug. 22nd, 2009 11:15 pmMy family: always happy to make a bad situation worse through meddling.
My aunt told my grandmother about the financial aid mess (for which I want to strangle her, I really really REALLY didn't want my grandma to know about this), and while we were at the hospital today she informed me that I would be spending the night at her place tomorrow, so that I can use their phone on Monday to call Financial Aid and yell at people until they fix things. Reasons I am less than happy about this:
1. I'm already spending the night on Monday because we're going to the opera again (Don Giovanni this time), and I'm not that excited about two days of sleeping in an uncomfortable bed and getting up too early.
2. She keeps her house a million degrees all the time. Being there for more than two hours is risking death by melting; the only way I survived living there for two years was locking myself in my room all the time with an electric fan. Ugh.
3. I don't think what she wants me to do re: financial aid will fix anything, but she won't stop nagging me and guilt-tripping me until I do what she thinks I should. Yay stress!
4. I won't be able to use my computer, unless my dad can get the wireless connection fixed. I hate using her computer, and I feel all paranoid about everything I do and every site I visit, even the totally innocuous ones. Also, when I use her computer she is constantly leaning over my shoulder asking me what I'm doing and I HATE that.
5. Two days with her means two days with my uncle, King of Mansplaining. He is one of those guys who thinks his penis makes him an expert in everything, and even if it doesn't, he definitely knows better than you, little girl. It never fails to infuriate me. When I was there last week he flipped out because I installed iTunes on the desktop and he decided it was going to make the computer explode.
And now I'm feeling like I'm being whiny and stupid about this, because I do love my grandma and I want to spend time with her, but...I really don't want to spend the night tomorrow. At all. Gah.
My aunt told my grandmother about the financial aid mess (for which I want to strangle her, I really really REALLY didn't want my grandma to know about this), and while we were at the hospital today she informed me that I would be spending the night at her place tomorrow, so that I can use their phone on Monday to call Financial Aid and yell at people until they fix things. Reasons I am less than happy about this:
1. I'm already spending the night on Monday because we're going to the opera again (Don Giovanni this time), and I'm not that excited about two days of sleeping in an uncomfortable bed and getting up too early.
2. She keeps her house a million degrees all the time. Being there for more than two hours is risking death by melting; the only way I survived living there for two years was locking myself in my room all the time with an electric fan. Ugh.
3. I don't think what she wants me to do re: financial aid will fix anything, but she won't stop nagging me and guilt-tripping me until I do what she thinks I should. Yay stress!
4. I won't be able to use my computer, unless my dad can get the wireless connection fixed. I hate using her computer, and I feel all paranoid about everything I do and every site I visit, even the totally innocuous ones. Also, when I use her computer she is constantly leaning over my shoulder asking me what I'm doing and I HATE that.
5. Two days with her means two days with my uncle, King of Mansplaining. He is one of those guys who thinks his penis makes him an expert in everything, and even if it doesn't, he definitely knows better than you, little girl. It never fails to infuriate me. When I was there last week he flipped out because I installed iTunes on the desktop and he decided it was going to make the computer explode.
And now I'm feeling like I'm being whiny and stupid about this, because I do love my grandma and I want to spend time with her, but...I really don't want to spend the night tomorrow. At all. Gah.