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Back From Holiday in Depths of Hell.

Posted by Knights - August 10th, 2008


Well, I guess you haven't seen me much over the past week. That's because I've been staying over at my aunt's house all this time and aside from getting away from my mom for seven days, the experience was terrible.

First off, my aunt made me go to bed at around nine, which made miss the Daily Show. Then, she had the nerve to make me and her son do all of the yardwork(which included chopping down trees and pulling out fences) and sit on her fat ass and "supervise"; and the real funny thing is, she complains on how she needs to lose weight.

So, all week I've going around the entire fucking state doing errands with my cousin's girlfriend and their son, and it's been really been taking a toll on my sanity. This week I went to: Bethlehem Steel Works(three times), Seven Eleven, Kutztown University, Cici's Pizza, an Antique Tractor show(that was out of fucking state), a five mile stretch of bike path that I had to pedal non-stop, my sister's house, Musikfest(which I didn't mind going), a farm, Panera Bread, and my aunt's camper. And to make things even worse, I didn't even get to go to anywhere I wanted to go(Renaissance Fair and art museum).

The worst thing about the trip was how everyone told me what to do like their opnion fucking mattered to me. Not to mention, my aunt gave the baby lip herpes. Can you fucking believe it; my aunt gave a baby an std, which really says a lot about her morality, not to mention, she's a nurse for Christ's sake.

When I finally got home, my mom was the last person I wanted to see. She kept bombarding me with questions and commands, fully realizing that I had a rough week and not giving a damn. And to top the cherry on this shit sundae, my lock on my door has been removed, because I wasn't "responsable" enough to use it. What utter bullshit.

Well, I'd better stop before I make myself even more angry reliving these horrid events.


Comments

Fuckkkkkkkkk, sounds like a real nightmare of a time.

You have no fucking idea.

Wow, that really sucks. :(

Hope you feel better soon.

Thanks, I will.

Also, MINDFUCK.

Ouch. Sorry to hear. Sounds like the worst holiday imaginable.

You got that right.

I live near Bath Pike =D

Hanoverville Road. You probably passed it. It's near the Golden City Diner or whatever that shithole's called.

Oh, BIKE PATH.

I read it wrong =[

Haha yeah, I do that sometimes too.

Actually, it was Ironton Rail Trail near Whitehall.

that's not a vacation that's a category 3 clusterfuck!

Yeah, I haven't even gone into full detail of the horrors of my vaction.

Thanks for depositing for me while I was away man.

I came back a day early.

Whoa, I didn't even realize you had come back.