Rant Blog

I haven't been getting a lot of sleep for the past few days. My neighbors watch tv at night really loudly. At first I didn't notice this when we moved here because it was cold and the windows were closed. Around February I could hear somebody watching a news program in the morning, and I wasn't my mom because she watches a different show. Recently since it's been warmer the neighbors keep their front door open which makes their tv sound louder. You can hear it so clearly in my room. I don't know why, but my parents can't hear it in their room. You can also hear it clearly in the room I'm planning on moving to which I still haven't. Too bad all the bedrooms in the house face their house. Where I live now the houses are on big lots and there is a lot of space in between them. I wonder how loud it is in the house. They don't stop watching tv until 4-5AM. I remember my grandma complaining about this when she use to live here.

My dad ate all the plain pancakes. He has a habit of "finishing things off". I hate when he does that then he leaves all the crappy food I don't like. Why should trick myself into thinking he'll be any different? That was stupid on my part. This will either leave me really fat or really skinny.

He was just pissing me off all day. He needed more clothes from the closet the usurped. He's such a diva. He still doesn't have enough space for all the clothes he has. He got mad because I told him he won the closet. I'm just stating the obvious here...

Closet Usurper

The reason I took the room I’m currently in is because it has a big closet. It’s much bigger than my old closet at my old house. My dad ended up taking it over. Out of everybody in the house my dad has the most clothes. He has more clothes than my mom and I combined. He gets mad at me because I have a lot of clothes. I’m in the process of getting rid of some of them. I got rid of a lot of clothes last year when my mom made me clean out my closet. That was when I was trying to clear out the unneeded things in my life including people. One of the good things about moving was I could finally come to terms with letting go of some relationships.

He gives me that fuckin’ stupid line “I wear all my clothes”. To try and justify this on the weekends he wears tiny ill fitting shirts that make is belly stick out.

It’s not like it’s the 1st time he usurped something of mine. Like when he took my ankle strength sock (gross!). When he took my bedroom lamp and put it in his bedroom and left me without a lamp. He did not replace it in any way. Why should I be surprised? It’s always about him.

This isn’t the first time I changed bedrooms. At the old house I lived at my dad made me change bedrooms. Or should I say he tricked me? When we moved into the house he put this giant dresser in the room he wanted me to be in. I didn’t want the room I was eventually in for many reasons. I hated the light fixture in there, the doors (closet and bedroom collided with each other), it was too close to the bathroom, and I like small bedrooms. You know I think bribed it the proper word. He told me he would give me $5 if I moved rooms. Me being 10, stupid, and desperate for money foolishly accepted. I was stuck in that room for 14 years hating it!

This didn’t happen at the 2 houses I lived at in Glendale and Rosemead because there were only 2 bedrooms and there would have been no other room for me to move to. Although when I lived in Rosemead he took up half that closet for his clothes back then. I was really little back then and I didn’t have a lot of clothes back then anyway. My clothes were very small too. I moved from there when I was 8.

The room I’m in has a lot of problems aside from my dad usurping the closet. The closet is connected to the bathroom and it smells like pee in there all the time. Plus I was sick of fighting with my dad about the closet. He “won” it. There is a problem with farel cats who get under the house. They usually hang around the bathtub. They scratch, thump around, and yowl. You can totally hear it in my room.

Now he doesn’t want me to move to the other bedroom because it’s too small to fit all the stuff we crammed in there. I’d really like to move to the other room because it faces true east like my old room did. I think the room I’m now faces north. I forget it faces the mountains. It’ll be better for me to have that room because he “claims” that most of the junk in the house is mine. So if most of the junk in the room is mine won’t I just be in the room with my stuff? See? I can use his flawed logic back at him. He thinks that just because he yells at me not to I won’t change my mind.

Room Decorating

I’ve been trying to decorate my room for 4 months now. When I first moved I thought doing this would cheer me up. You know I was personalizing the room for myself. I actually started decorating the first night I spent over there. I put up 2 pictures of Shirley, a No Doubt poster, a picture of John Cena and my moon babies. I gotta have my moon babies.



I started to decorate it at first to cheer myself up. It didn’t work very well.

I usually have something that is Dodgers in my room. You know I never looked at it this way, but in some ways the Dodgers are considered the Yankees of the West. You either love them or hate them. I grew up hating on the Yankees even though I was raised on watching the Dodgers and on NL teams. Too bad they don’t have as many championships as the Yankees do. Fact: The NL team with the most World Series wins is the Cardinals.



I made little theme areas like there is a consecration on Pokemon pictures and of Sailor Moon ones. I decorate this way because I heard about doing that on an old episode of Oprah. The stickers on the wall are not really stuck there. I never peeled off the backing I just put tape on the backing and put them up. I don’t want anybody thinking I was defacing my grandma’s house.

Room Nostalgia

This is one of 3 blogs that are all related to each other.

I’m going to go a little nostalgia trip. I was thinking about the little house I use to live in from 86-92. It had 5 rooms. A living room, a kitchen, a bathroom and 2 bedrooms.

Back then I was pretty small and my bedroom was small too. It didn’t have a lot of furniture in it. My room had 2 toy boxes, a twin bed, 2 small dressers, a plastic kid desk and my parents bureau drawers. They decorated my bedroom, so it had pictures of Rocky and Bullwinkle characters, Dodger stuff including my koala growth chart, and my moon babies. I love my moon babies. I’ve had them up in every bedroom I’ve ever lived in. They might look a little childish, but I love them. Wait why am I worried about something looking childish? When I got a little older I added a little more personality to my room by adding a Disney Afternoon poster I got at Disneyland.