08 Jan 2011, 8:12 pm
My God, I have had the most boring evening of my entire life. It was a party round my cousin's house, for my Mum, who is 50 tomorrow. Now I have never liked family social events, but this really was a diobolical nightmare for me, probably the worst of the worst.
I went there at 5pm with my Mum and Dad. A small house full of loads of my relatives. They went straight in and started chatting, and I actually managed to squeeze myself into the living room and make conversation with different relatives quite well, about my college course.
With me, I can only give a lot of information for a few minutes, and then I'm done for the day. I sat in the corner of the room, then I went to the kitchen and stood in the corner, and just did that for 6 hours. A lot of my relatives were drunk, including my Mum and my Brother.
I really, really hate it when these two especially are. I know that it's her birthday and everything, it just really upsets me that the only thing I can turn to in my time of need is gone, for a while. My brother grabs me and tries to kiss me. Grrrr!! !
I felt like I was locked in prison. Standing in a small crowded house, my Mum and Dad too drunk to care about how I was feeling about all of this. I couldn't go home, and no one cared or saw that I really wanted to.
I actually wanted to just walk home on my own, I mean nobody would notice, but its a 3 mile walk in the dark through a very dangerous town. Towards the end I sat in the corner spinning a balloon around a thousand times, while the family were singing on Lips on the Xbox, the pitch of their voices killing my ears, my niece crying loudly.
I know they were having fun, but for me it was absolutely torture. I love all my relatives, but this evening has taught me that being on my own is a million times better 
. Screw the fact that I have no life, its worth it.
09 Jan 2011, 2:45 am
I went there at 5pm with my Mum and Dad. A small house full of loads of my relatives. They went straight in and started chatting, and I actually managed to squeeze myself into the living room and make conversation with different relatives quite well, about my college course.
With me, I can only give a lot of information for a few minutes, and then I'm done for the day. I sat in the corner of the room, then I went to the kitchen and stood in the corner, and just did that for 6 hours. A lot of my relatives were drunk, including my Mum and my Brother.
I really, really hate it when these two especially are. I know that it's her birthday and everything, it just really upsets me that the only thing I can turn to in my time of need is gone, for a while. My brother grabs me and tries to kiss me. Grrrr!! !
I felt like I was locked in prison. Standing in a small crowded house, my Mum and Dad too drunk to care about how I was feeling about all of this. I couldn't go home, and no one cared or saw that I really wanted to.
I actually wanted to just walk home on my own, I mean nobody would notice, but its a 3 mile walk in the dark through a very dangerous town. Towards the end I sat in the corner spinning a balloon around a thousand times, while the family were singing on Lips on the Xbox, the pitch of their voices killing my ears, my niece crying loudly.
I know they were having fun, but for me it was absolutely torture. I love all my relatives, but this evening has taught me that being on my own is a million times better
. Screw the fact that I have no life, its worth it.I, too hate family events.
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