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[x.azaelia//away]

Ohyey. So this is the giant vent part two. Or maybe not so giant. Idk really.

So, I believe on the last giant vent, I left off with my feeling extremely left out and argumentative in my home, and that I felt lonely, blah blah, other emo things.

Well, I'm pleased to say that this vent involves less me, and moar...other people. x3 Because it's because of my stupid, stupid concern for those around me that part two of Azzy's venting is going to be coming to a TLS near you /badjokeplz.

So, for those of you who don't know, last week, my mom's boyfriend Dale was in an accident at work that ended in his breaking both his legs. He works in construction, and a wall fell on him while he and his coworkers were picking it up. He tried to get away, but ended up breaking both his legs, which ended in me and my extremely-concerned mother -- you know, the girlfriend who'll do pretty much anything to make her date happy -- going to the hospital almost every day/night, and coming home very late. Which was one of the reasons as to why I wasn't overly active here (sorry again to all the people I owe posts, art, etc. ^^; hurr).

Dale came back home this Friday, and I left for my dad's, because mom didn't want a crapload of people over at the house when they were settling in. Well, Dale ended up having a fair number of visitors, and Mom invited her friend Patty over -- to help her out. NOT for like fun and giggles and drinks -- but to help her adjust, which she did. Patty did laundry, dishes -- that kinda stuff. AND helped mom with Dale.

But Dale's convinced now that mom invited Patty over SO THAT THEY COULD DRINK.

And the reason he thinks this is because mom wouldn't let him have his daughter stay over for the night. Now understand that his daughter is six. She's high-strung and because she's not an only child, CONSTANTLY needs to be entertained. And I'm not so much of a kid-person, and since Dale's currently either in bed, on the couch, or in the wheelchair -- and is almost always half-asleep -- he can't entertain her. Which leaves things almost entirely to me and mom, and like I said, I'm not a huge fan of little kids. ^^; I don't mind them, they're cute...but I suck ass at entertaining them. xD And Allison is not only a small child, but also a very feminine small child. She likes things like makeup, the colour pink, ponies -- and I like things like video games, computers, metal [the genre x3], and dogs. I'm a nerdy tomboy, in short, and so, though we get along fine and all, I'm not so great with the entertaining x3;

So my mom declined this (it is HER house, afterall), but said tha the could have her over for the day -- just not overnight. That was too much.

So now they're CONSTANTLY arguing over this. This is incredibly uncomfortable for me. I absolutely detest being around people who are arguing, it makes me nervous and anxious and I hate it. I've already left the house for a good twenty minutes once to go outside in hopes that reading out on the hammock would distract me. It kind of did...at least when I'm not inside, I'm not nervous or anxious or anything, because no one's arguing.

So then mom told me to 'stop being silly' and come back inside, so I came inside all shaky and awkward and shit, because I don't know what to do. I want to leave, but she thinks I'm being retarded about it (even though SHE constantly gets mad at me when I argue with Dale :/).

So I just left again, after listening to them argue some more. She's debating kicking him out, he's just egging her on...and so I left. I don't want to have to deal with it, so I left and sat outside again for a while.

I'm much calmer now...but anyways, after I came inside the first time, Dale had gotten himself off of the couch and onto the wheelchair and was going to do the stuff that mom was originally going to do for him, and tried talking to me but I pretty much just gave him once-answer replies. It was like...really awkward. >> Especially because I agree with mom. I'm not going to say that to him -- anything to stay out of this x3 -- but I do.

And mom went into her room and -- I'm assuming -- cried. :c

So yeah. My life grows ever-more uncomfortable...and now I'm leaving because Dale just asked if I want to watch a movie, and because movies are great ways to escape when life's got me down, I think I'mma go for it. x3 Hey, just because I don't agree with him doesn't mean I can't watch a movie. Lewl. Stfu.

Anyways, I just really needed to get this out ^^; Sorry to you guys for making yet another massive vent, though not nearly as massive as the one before. xD