So DAMN Selfish.

Greetings blog people. (Not my parent's because they don't read it.) Yes, that was snide, and underhanded and maybe a little rash. However, we are not on good terms at this moment. Nothing is sacred in this house. So, if you don't want it online, you better put that crap in writing. Anyways, getting straight to the POINT.
Let me just list off why I am selfish:
-I like peace and quiet. So, when that peace is disturbed, I get put on edge.
-I also like to watch TVD in the living room sometimes, just to come out of my trolley cave. So, when little sister and whoever her friend is this week come in and want to play, and I want to watch my show, I don't go quietly. Especially because they didn't even come in quietly.
-I like to keep my stuff to myself. I paid for it. Why can't I keep it in my own room?
Now. Let me tell you why this "selfish" title SHOULDN'T EVEN APPLY.
-Who bought the new snow shovel? And WHO IN THE HELL SHOVELS WHEN IT SNOWS?? OH YEAH. ME.
-Who (although begrudgingly) allows little sister to take movies from my huge-gantic collection? OH YEAH. ME.
-Who buys groceries to make dinner for the WHOLE ENTIRE FAMILY?? WITH THE MONEY THAT I WORK SOOOO HARD FOR? Not to mention I make next to nothing! OH YEAH. ME.
-Who cleans up the basement? Me.
-Who tries to rally the troops to clean up the bathroom? Me.
-Who takes her brother up to Springville in the mornings so he can get to work? Me.
-Who does the dishes the most? (Out of the children?) OH YEAH. ME.
Blog friends, I could go on with this all day. IF THE WORST THING I DO IS GET MAD WHEN THE PEACE IS DISTURBED, then I am doing a DAMN GOOD JOB.
Screw the fact that I try so hard to be helpful and kind. It doesn't mean A THING. I do what I can, with what I have. Sometimes, days are worse than others. Let's face it, PMS is a beezey. Others, I can a do a helluva lot around the house and get a, "oh, hey thanks." B.S.
So, when I get my selfish ass into a place of my own, someone else is going to have to pick up my slack in that department. They will probably be called selfish too.
I work hard. I work a LOT. So sue me if the two days I have off, I would like to spend in quiet?? I listen to bratty, snotty, spoiled children scream all the day long at work. I don't want to have to wear ear plugs in my sanctuary. Since I reside in the basement, as most trolls do, I listen to little sister gallop around like a freaking horse at 11pm. I go to work at 6! And if that doesn't sound like the house is going to fall over, I don't know what does! All I know is, I pay rent here. I should have some sort of say in how stinking loud it is. Especially at all hours of the night.
Then! I go to work all bent out of shape because I had to listen to that for 30 minutes, and then catch flack at work for that too! Is there a universal plot to break me into insanity?? Well, let me make it simple for you Universe. I AM ALMOST THERE. I can't say what I want to say around home because, HEY, it's rude! How dare I even think such things!?
Also, I know I am almost 22. I should be out on my own. Well hell. If I could be, I would. Nothing is cheap anymore. Nothing! I am not made of money. I cannot afford to go to school to build skills to make better money. I have very little options when it comes to that.
To get off my soapbox here, I just have to say. I know my parents have put up with a lot. I do know my siblings. I know their siblings and their parents. I know families fight. I have not built up a tolerance to hyperactive, prepubescent, shrieking children as they have. It is a learning curve. I understand that I was like that at one point. However, EVERYBODY in our house is over 17 except for her. Which is rough for her. I feel bad that she is growing up basically without siblings.
But! She insists that she is just as grown up as myself or the other siblings. She is honest to a fault. She is spoiled (because she is the baby), and she is selfish. (Like all children her age.) I understand that it is tough for her, tough for my parents, and tough for everybody living here. And there are plenty of us living here. Though, not everybody is willing to work on it. ( I am NOT in the mood to work on it today.) So, until everyone is, or everybody gets out, we are stuck.
Anyways, this was a shorter post today, but I think I've run out of steam for the moment. I hope you all are having a lovely Saturday.