by Tea_Leaf » Fri Jun 06, 2014 2:29 am
Countdown 'till I go back to that place: 14 days.
Geez, whatever happened to "We'll never move again, I promise?"
Whatever happened to "We're going to stay here until you graduate from high school! <3"
And now you guys are spouting out "I don't like this job."
(Which, by the way, Mom, was the entire reason why we moved here in the first freaking place.)
And you're saying "California's schools aren't good."
"This house is too old and - other Chinese belief stuff -"
"It's too dry."
"There's too much tax in California."
Good idea, let's move back to hot and humid Maryland, why don't we?
Because there's no tax there, sure.
And because we can live in a house that's ten freaking years older than our current one.
So, what was this? An experiment?
"Let's move here for six years because there's a much better job!"
"I hate this job, we're leaving."
"Oh, you've developed really amazing friendships, and good relationships with your teachers, and you really love it here? Too bad."
Was this a super-long vacation?
And sure, if I move back, there are still going to be those people I used to know. You know, those 'friends' that always followed around my "best friend" in first grade?
Oh, yeah, and did I mention my "best friend?"
That one who ignores me, and complains about the tiniest things ("Tea, can you not move around in your bed so much?" "Tea, can you not walk like that?" "Tea, can we go to Starbucks and Chick-fil-a because I want to? Ugh, you're so selfish.")?
That one that always says "Oh, I'm busy?" when she really means "too bad, my other friends are open, so I'm going to play with them!" and when she doesn't have any friends that are open, she runs over to me and acts all innocent and says "Hey, you want to go shopping?"
And when we do go shopping, she always complains about how I spend too much time at my stores (five minutes), and then goes to her stores, which are the exact flipping same. Oh, and did I mention that one time we wasted an hour because she was debating whether or not she should buy another dress that's too short and looks pretty much just like her other ones, and then in the end, she bought it and wanted me to return it?
Did I mention that she treats me like a toy slave?
Did I mention that she's annoying, self-centered, and doesn't care about the well-fare of anyone else?
It's obvious she doesn't like me (which was proven when I left to get some dinner for all the kids who were watching movies downstairs, and when I came back, she and her little followers had all the snacks smushed in their mouths and hands. And there were, like, sixty pieces of sushi when I left, and I was starving - which she knew - due to jet lag and the likes.), and yet she still whined and complained and cried about how I accidentally said that she "used to be my best friend."
Well, duh.
We spent six years away from each other.
We stopped talking to each other four years ago.
When I texted you, you never texted back.
Tell me, does that sound like "best friend" material to you?
No, of course not.
So, dearest parents, I do not want to move.
I would not like to move.
And I would really flipping like if you just stopped using the "But you still have all your best friends from first grade!" excuse.
Thanks.