a passle of commentfic from this past week.

( jared and jensen, at this very moment )

(for elle)

( when jared can benchpress 335 lbs )

(for linds)

( more about Jared Padalecki, Gay President )

(for jen)

( pe teacher dean, english teacher sam, in the broom closet )

(for elle)

(no subject)

sometimes i wonder at why today isn't over yet. or why i'm still in this house. it's getting absurd.

i didn't get to sleep til after 5 this morning (thanks to megaupload for watching "nick and norah's infinite playlist and my favorite thursday show). and it's been a whole week stuck in the house due to snow and ice and i'm really just... very ready to get out. so, pardon me if my mother's pissed at me for not being 'nice' today. i've been keeping my monthly irritability to a minimum, but i can't really quash it anymore.

so the look on my face? probably said 'fuck off' more than it said 'you just woke me for the third time in as many hours' and i can't really stop that. but as soon as my sister walked in the house, i disappeared back into my room and slept til 5. and then was woken up because apparently i was needed downstairs? except for how i really wasn't. so a waste of an hour with the sitting with family and the not doing anything. ugh.

so now i'm back in bed cause i really want today to end. and because even my plans for super bowl got smashed cause girl has no power at her house. ugh.


i think i'm a late bloomer. honestly. i talked to janet may back when i was in england last, and we talked about how she got married for the wrong reasons, but how he ended up being the good choice. she just wanted out of her house, not really cause of love. a lot of my english friends did that-- got married cause they wanted out of their boring home lives and then found out that marriage is about the same cause they still didn't move out of small town england. and i was so adamant that i wouldn't do anything of that nature. so sure.

not so sure now.

i really want an out. i'm tired of taking care of mom and my brother being a selfish and lazy asshat. i'm tired of all of my vacations turning into dad having to go to work and me never leaving the house. i'm tired of having to put on this act every time i set foot out of my covers, like everyone needs to see a perfect daughter. i'm sick of being the only child who has an ounce of sense in this family. sick of hearing everyone else's shortcomings like i'm some kind of adult who *needs* to hear about it.

i want to move out.