Tuesday, November 30, 2004
I was having a rare really good day today and I come home to find that the one day that I leave my door unlocked because I was hurrying this morning to leave for school early, my older, asshole of a brother had stolen sixty dollars from me. It doesn't sound like much but to me, a fourteen year old who made that money from the first job she's ever had it makes me very angry. If I hadn't worked for that money it would have taken me ten weeks to save up with my now non-existent allowance. Another thing is that I've already spent that money!
Not only that but I have no real way of proving it. It's obvious though because my younger brother while weird would never steal from me. Also it was here this morning because trust me I checked, and the only one here during the day is him, he's also the only one that ever goes into my room beside me. Another glaring sign that he's been there is that my sheep skin rug that I never have rolled out was spread out on my floor and my guitar was leaning on my bed instead of where it always is. When I'm not using my guitar there is one place and one place alone that I put it and it wasn't there! I know I didn't misplace it either because like my guitar there is one place I put my money and that is where it goes one dollar or sixty and it's been that way for the four years I've lived in this house.
My older brother is also the reason the POA DVD my dad bought awhile ago disappeared one night and when I woke up it was in the middle of the floor. If it had been in the middle of the floor the whole time I would have noticed! He was also the thief of my guitar picks a month ago.
Now back to the money business, not only was it the "pain in the ass brother" that stole it but he's twenty four, lives at home, sits in front of his computer all day downloading illegal crap, he doesn't have a job, uses and steals all sorts of my things and has been taking money from me since I was eleven.
It's not like there is anything physical or mentally wrong with him that would stop him from getting a life! He's just the laziest ass person I've ever met! I think that I have good reason to be seriously pissed (which is a word my younger brother seems to think is a cuss word, but no one else I've ever met does) at him.
I needed to get that out badly! This post probably makes me sound like a really mean or nasty person and I would be, if every single bit of it wasn't true. None of this is a hunch, when you know something about a persons character you can tell these sort of things and I know he's taken that money.
You shouldn't able to read what comes before this if my layout is working properly and you most likley don't want to. This is a very rare angry rant post about a horrible person in my life that I wish wasn't. I have never devoted a whole post that I can remember to a person whether I liked them or not and I hope no one ever gets me this angry again.If it weren't for the fact that I have no choice but to be around this eye sore I would have left them behind in the dust ages ago! This post has served its purpose though and I feel much calmer and I'm ready to write a post about better things, in an hour or so. -Later Days
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