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October 28, 2007 k 4:48 a.m. So friday I had a huge show I put on going on and I DJed at a club 9PM-2AM. Then in Flag we have a tradition on homecoming for NAU to have something called Tequila Sunrise where everyone gets drunk and watchs the sun rise. I fortunatly got to work saturday morning (4 hours LATER) 6AM-1PM Djing some more which is the most BORING fucking job in the world. Got two hours of sleep and went to my other job where I run a hookah bar for another 6 hours. I have not eaten since friday afternoon. So I just got home and my little sister has all her loser ass friends are here AT MY HOUSE drinking. I am so sick of her not wanting anything out of life. She knew it was wrong to bring those losers to my house. 15 Year old girls in underwear and fishnets. FUCKING TRAMPY ASS CUNTS. She did anyway. I came home and raised hell. I pushed. I screamed. I spat in a face. I demaged a car. I can't deal with something like this right now. i've been crying. I can't stop. Jesus. Beer everywhere and I haven't been home since friday. I've felt sick all day and I barely have enough energy to walk around. I am not just angry at my sister. I am angry so much. She complains how no one likes her. Well. . . I'm SICK of losing my best friend. To what? Someone skinnier and hotter. SWEET. It's hard feeling like you've tried your harder to change your life. & People take advantage of me being vunerable from those past experiences. I'm DONE with people I thought I cared about talking down to me. & Acting as if I'm not human. Like I don't feel those things they say to me. Like I don't feel less of a person. Or that I see those people taking me out of their lives. . . and leaving me behind. Besides the tough girl attitude I have. I have to be that tough girl. Because people have walked over me all my life. & No matter what I do. . . it always seems to happen in a more creative and cruel manner. I don't treat people the way I'm treated. I HURT TOO.
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