Jun 12, 2009
My summer has consisted of nothing but work work work. The sad part is, I don't get paid.
I volunteer at the zoo as much as they need me, and it's an all day shift educating citizens.
I work at the library every Tuesday and fill in sometimes on Thursdays and Fridays organizing books and helping out with the Children's Programs.
Then I come home and a whole other set of chores awaits me. I don't mind doing chores, but I don't think my parents realize how much work I do outside of my house and I'm being worked to the point where I'm barely sleeping again.
Chores don't sound all that bad, but chores to my dad require a lot of energy. Like pushmowing our HUGE yard, while people with 2x4 yards have riding mowers. Scrubbing garage doors, scrubbing ceilings (don't ask), chopping and loading wood. I do more work than my brother! While I volunteer and spend my time and effort attempting to better my community, my brother stays home and plays video games. Yet I'M the one who has to do all of the chores.
I feel like all of this work I'm doing is pointless. I'm a straight A student and I volunteer and do extra curricular more than I breathe. All of my teachers say, "Oh you're going to get into a great college, etc, Ivy Leaque College, definitely!" But my mom is the only parent working a part time job. There's no way I'm getting into a good college. I have a feeling I'm just going to be a trucker.
Ughh. I give up.
Blaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!! I'm done ranting. Have a nice weekend.