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How I spent my Summer Vacation |
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Well, summer is suppose to be a time of happiness, relaxation, enjoyment, family outings, friends gathering, and long and drawn out vacations. I don't think my summer fits in really any of those categories...well maybe one. I hate, hate, hate, my fate sometimes, just when I think everything is fine and dandy, a big hand that draws luck rips that card to shreds. It started when I was looking for jobs all summer, no luck, recently I did get a call back from one place, but I think they already hired my sister, so its really like they want to talk to me to see if I can be a backup.
My mom had a friend she knew throughout college up to now, me a 20 yrs, and we still know this so-called friend, I only say that because this friend stabbed me in the back when she needed me the most, and I, being the good friend I am trusted her to be loyal and trustworthy, when she is in fact, a rich, back-stabbing b***h. My mom had recruited me to help this, so-called friend, who needed someone to watch her ranch for two weeks while she was taking her lawschool exams. I didn't think it would be much trouble. All she wanted me to do was watch over her 13 horses and make sure they were being fed enough everyday. I almost thought it would be fun, till I heard about the condition of her ranch house and that her property was hit by a massive flood. The ranch was near Tucson, Arizona, a wasteland of cactus and jackrabbits, literally. My mom assumed it would be good experience for me, although I was thinking, "I'd rather live in the rainforest" and I didn't care much for flying.
So a day later, after the conversation we had with this so-called friend about plane arrangement, I was flown down there. Well, it was exactly what I expected, or even less of an excursion, you might say. I hated it, I really truly hated a place I thought would be an actual exciting investment of my time. It was a cripled 25 yr old house that was very broken, needed lots of work, and there were 13 starving horses on a bunch of sand-piled land. A mess, you would call it, a freakin' nightmare for me... I was like oooohh, this place is so beautiful, when I got off the plane, but what I was really thinking was, Oh I am soooo glad Im off that freakin plane! Not to mention me, spending two weeks in a godforsaken rat hole with no food and a cheap cowboy (my so-called friend's ex boyfriend) and not to mention the horrible humid-heat.
I thought I was gonna die! Well I didn't but I am so glad I finally am home, I arrived home this wednesday, I was sooo happy, my mom even redesigned and painted my room, I was exstatic, it replaced the horrible memories of a place I don't want to remember and a friend who blew me off and talked badly behind my back to kiss up to her rich friend so they wouldn't call the police on her. I hope they do take her horses away, she deserves it, if I ever saw a more pathetic attribute in a person, it wouldn't compare to the way this so-called friend treated me behind my back, I guess rich people really are creeps. Maybe not all of them, but the ones I know, I'd rather be a poor person than have to suck up to my friends and backstab others just to make myself look good! That b***h! I wish her fate becomes worse than mine, I hate her so much, and all that crap I had to go through for her, she couldnt care less about me.
It makes me sick, I literally want to spew chunks everytime I think of her. I just can't believe this is what I went through this summer, I would have rather roughed it staying at home all summer, I would have been better off. The only good thing about that trip to Arizona was that I lost 14 pounds from starving, because there was no food at that damn ranch house! You would think a rich person could be at least conscience of having food available for guests, instead she gave 300 dollars to her ex-boyfriend and expected him to buy food for me. He only bought a small amount of food, and kept the 200 that was left for himself! Damnit, it was like I was surrounded by idiots and fools! Then they were pushing me to go to school there! I was like " hell no! You would have to kill me first" and I should have said that to their faces, but alas, I'm too much of a nice person. And this is how my summer vaction was spent, it sucked, sucked hard. So much that its now a rotten applecore in the pit of my soul. I am so happy the new semester starts in a week! I can't take anymore of my pathetic life experiences, that frankly, are not worth squat. So to all who are out there , I hope that most of your summers were well worth it, because mine was ruined first be my sister, then from a family friend, and now by myself. I don't suppose you have an extra cig would ya? Cuz I need to smoke it off right about now..... emo
 hobokids · Sat Aug 19, 2006 @ 11:49pm · 1 Comments |
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