So, thanks to my step fathers inability to realize a marriage is a two way street, he defied my mother and brought the puppy home. So now we have a puppy that, although it is training relatively quickly, I can already see some troubles brewing and (oddly enough) they're not about money. My stupid ass step father (easy, buddy) is doing his job of taking care of the puppy like he's supposed to be, but he's sorta adopted this new attitude against me (what am I talking about? That's not new!) But it seems to have gotten worse. Now I know that the boys have it WAY easier than anything close to what the rest of us kids had to grow up with, but when they push past me when I'm patiently waiting to get through you can damn well bet that I'm going to knock them on their ass. Which of coarse gets me a lecture from my mother that I need to take it easier on them ('cuz they have it so hard, I know). And when I remind them that they aren't the only ones living in that house and that courtesy actually exists I get my dumb fuck step father yelling at me to leave them alone because "I'm not their parents". Fine, next time Logan is sick at school I won't go pick him up because his shitty truck won't run. Besides, that's his parents job to pick them up at school. Not mine. I should've thrown that at him. I will next time he brings it up, which shouldn't take that long.So, since we're talking about dumb asses, let's bring up the topic of John. Now, I don't actually think John is a dumb ass, but he does and some of the stuff he says makes me think otherwise. John's just going through a phase that he'll hopefully get through in one piece. He's lonely because he feels that he'll never have what others have. Which is a significant other. It's not all about getting laid anymore. He says every one's dumb fucks for not appreciating what they have. And that he'd never take it for granted. He's never experienced love outside of his mother. I think this whole state of mind has something to do with growing up a chunk of his life without a father. My dad was there for him as much as possible. While he was a father figure for John for many moons, he can't be anymore. John actually avoids him like he's afraid to face him. Even when my father expresses happiness to see him when they bump in public. There's nothing wrong with John's mother. Nick, April, and I miss her greatly. She was just as much apart of our lives as they were his. We camped, lived, and spent lots of time together. I don't have a good childhood memory that doesn't involved John and Mary in some way, shape, or form.
When we were youngsters, mostly through elementary school, John and I would actually go through phases where we HATED each other. We would fight and be just disgusted with each other. This usually lasted about a year. Which is a lot of time wasted when I think about how much fun we always had together when we weren't trying to lose each other in Jump N' Shout or DZ Discovery Zone. We made little episodes on recorded tape called "Radio Sherling" (Lady Gaga had this thing too we recently discovered from a teenager called "Radio GaGa"). While I was at Johns the other night we thought about how crazy it would be to do that again. When actually we sort of have already started except with video. We're working on remaking Gaga's videos and "Born to be Alive". Once John works a little bit a lot more on his house, we'll have an entire house to do our video shoots. For now, aside from getting John to come around mentally, we're working on our gaga costumes...which is kinda on a stand still. It'll be moving quicker when I get some money (oh i dunno A JOB!) and John finds his peace.
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