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8.10.2004

Dead or Alive...?

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kodi...

Today, I decided to get a car and go down and see my father. Why? well, I hadn't seen him in quite some time, I haven't seen his new house, and I haven't seen the new church. Not that I was overly enthusiastic to do anything of these things, especially the latter, I decided that today would be as good a day as any.

I called my grandmother to get a car. She comes over with the Intrepid, and tells me that she wants me to take Kodi with me. I start an argument with her over that. I finally agreed when she conceeded he sit in the back and not say anything.

So, I said, "Fine, but I want to take the Ion becuase it has a CD player." So, I shower and she changes cars. I drop her off and stop back home to make CDs. I tell Krodi that I am ready to go, and he climbs into the front seat. First mistake. I think nothing of it and go. The CD doesn't work becuase I forgot to finish it. BAH, oh well.

We reluctantly leave. I have told my family on many occasions that I would never want to be stuck in an enclosed space with someone i dispise so much. But, I wanted to go, and it was Grandma's stipulation. My grandmother also insists that I take route 75. I wanted to take 91. I took route 75. I call my father, and he tells me to get on 91 as soon as possible.

I finally get set on 91, and Kodi starts becoming really annoying. He is talking, singing along to the radio...off beat and key, he starts rummaging through the glove box, and flipping the visor. Just irritating shit that distracts me as I am trying to drive.

We get there after seventeen phone calls to my father asking for better directions than the ones he'd given before.

We don't do anything special. My brother and I fight tooth and nail. He is just such a jerk, he is annoying, and just a fucking bastard. I wish death upon him. (Izzy, Do me this much.) I tell my father that I am leaving him here, and if he had said yes, I would've in a heart beat.

Then we go to leave. I tell him that he has to sit in the back seat so he doesn't distract me. He gets in the front. My father, sensing a conflict, leaves for his VooDoo courses. So its Kodi and I in the driveway of the house. I get out of car and walk to the patio. I sit in the chair. Kodi gets out of the car, and I lock the doors using the remote, then I unlock just the driver door. I get in, start the car and back out of the driveway. I go about a block away and pull over. I call sam and ask what I should do. She said that I should turn around and get him. So..I turn around and as I pull infront of the house, my grandmother beeps through. She is screaming, and telling me to turn around and get him. I told her that I was right in front of the house, and he was just an idiot.

As I hang up the phone with her, I see that he had taken a chair off the porch climbed up to and opened a window, knocked out a screen, and climbed inside. He comes outside and gets in the back. Now, at this point if I could have gotten my way, he would be riding in the trunk. But it didn't work that way. I start to drive towards the highway, and he throws his shoes up into the passenger seat. Wondering WTF he is doing, I slow down and turn around and see his entire girth coming at me at full speed. I push him back down and yell at him for even trying that. I screamed that it was a good thing that I had stopped becuase I could've hit something. Then I call my father and ask him for directions to the Org becuase I am dropping him off. I cannot deal with his bullshit.

He is the victim of some very bad parenting, and that no person on the fucking face of god's green earth should have to deal with that jerk. I told my father that he created this monster, and HE was going to have to deal with it. This was, in no way, my responsibility. I told him that Kodi was his problem and I was cleaning my hands of him. I can't safely drive home with him.

I hear a siren over the phone, and then the next thing I know I see an ambulance coming toward me from the opposite direction. Knowing that he walked, I headed toward where the ambulance came from. I recognized immediately where I was, and I turn around and parked. Then I walked into the "church".

I see my father sitting down and eating his dinner. I walk over to him and he says "look, I have to be in there in five minutes." I told him that he had better take care of this quickly then. We walk back out to the car. Kodi is gone. We have no idea to where or anything. We get back in the car and drive back to my fathers house. No Dice. We go back to the church and see him walking.

I was ready to leave, and Kodi was insistant upon the front. After seven way calling like everyone. It was my father on his phone who had called me. I confrenced called my mother who confrence called my grandmother. My dad confrence called Pam (step mom to be). Everyone was debating on what to do. I again repeated that I am not Kodi's parent. He is misbehaving, and it's not my problem.

Anyways, we leave (with Krodi in the back) and he starts acting up. I called everyone as soon as he did something in violation of our agreement. Which was about every five minutes.

I get home, and drop him off at the house. Then I go to return the car at the Jensens. I stop and tell my tale and run in the house and grab some Ibuprofen, but I had to go home before I could get any. I didn't answer my cellphone which was in the car about twenty feet away, and my grandmother called and asked them to send me home.

I go to her house to pick her up and bring her here so she can take the car back. (She has control issues with the vehicles and has divised this bizarre ritual to transfer drivership.) She seemed fine, and on the way home. I said, "I am never doing this again."

To this she replied, "You're right."

Can somebody tell me what she means???

Punishments:
I have no idea what Grandma is planning but I know that Mom will not let me use her car anymore. For what? I HAVE NO FUCKING CLUE.

I have decided that I am moving out of this house. I hate my family and I really hate my brother. I don't know where I am going yet, but I think it will probably be at my Uncle's new house.

Its too unhealthy here. I hate it.

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