Spoiled @ MindSay

I have no right to complain about anything.

I have it so good. I'm a North American teenage girl who has so many opprotunities and should use them.

But no: I must be selfish and not do any of my shit. I'm a week or more behind in all my classes even though it's only the 3rd week of school. I really do think that they should put some less fortunate kid in my place at Westgate, because at least then the recources will be used and won't be wasted on a selfish punk like me.

I guess it's good that I at least realize how spoiled I am. I think about it all the time lately: For example, today Ian Tyson (the comedian, not the singer) came to our school and in his comedy/motivational speech he said "High school's hard..." and I immediately thought "No it's not. Poverty is hard. High school is just a place where spoiled brats like me come to mainly chat and maybe learn something if they can get off their lazy ass and use the opprotunity effectively."

However, just thinking about how lucky I am all the time doesn't justify my selfishness. I really should get up off my ass and do some work..however I know very well as soon as I'm done writing this I'm off to sleep and I will get up 20 minutes before the first bell rings at school and end up late/just about late for class.

Writing this all down doesn't justify my selfishness either. It just gives me a writen summary of myself (written by myself) to look back on, and maybe hit me hard a day I forget how spoiled I am.

*sigh*

-Kristal 

Miley Cyrus says her mom's black Porsche -- which she inherited around her 16th birthday -- was driving her crazy.

So she ditched it for a new set of wheels.

"I didn't like it 'cause it was bad for the environment, and it was too big," she says in a new video on her Web site. "My dad surprised me last night with a black Prius."

She likes it better because it's "good for the environment, and it's adorable!"

Her first item of decor: "I'm gonna get Hello Kitty floor mats!"

Cyrus, who turned 16 in November and recently obtained her driver's license, had been longing for her dream car for some time.

Last August, she told Radio Disney that she wanted a car that was "big enough for all my friends and to scare all the cars away from me. I'm a good driver but it's everyone else that I'm worried about!"

Oh, what a big thing to do! Toss away the Porsche for the Prius.

I'm sorry, maybe I'm being a big man-bitch here, but this whole article just sort of rubbed me the wrong way.

You know what my first car was? It was a big, gray station wagon that only ran once in a while. I got that when I was 20 because my mommy wouldn't pass down her old car to me. If she had, I would have had a Toyota Camry with no rear window and more rust on it than you could imagine. I seem to remember there being a clear bag as one of the windows for about six months until they could replace it, and that rear window was actually replaced with a piece of plexi glass from Home Depot.

Your own car at 16? First a Porsche, then a Prius? My God, I feel so bad for her. How could her mother be so cruel as to hand her a Porsche, as bad for the environment as it is and all? Tsk tsk. There's a hot place in hell for a mom like that! *insert eye rolling*

'Cause that's just bull. He's a terror. His behavior is dispicable, & he's turning 10.

And you've got me. The one (well 2) times in my life I did something major, it was like the world was ending. With them, it's just another day. Especially him.

I at least deserve a Victorian antique if he gets a $400 vehichle that he's legally not old enough to ride.

Most ppl will NOT admit they are spoiled.  Not me.  I will be the first to admit I am spoiled.  And I can pinpoint the year and the season the spoiledness came to for front.  The fall of 1990.  The year my brother graduated highschool and started his two year stint at a jr college before he went into the military.

I am the youngest child out of three.  Which in itself shouldn't make me spoiled.  But when your the youngest by 7 and 6 years it is a big factor on what you get and what you do in your pecking order in the family.  The youngest is always able to get away with a bit more.  That is life.  Just like the oldest is the one that gets to do everything first and is the trial and error control subject of parents:D  And if your parents are honest as hell like my parents are, they will admit by the time you have that last child so many years or even more apart then the first set of kids, they are tired as hell and learn to pick their over all battles a bit better.

The year my brother went off to college, I was in 8th grade.  That was the second year I started doing more things.  I was already working (babysitting) and already driving to and from school (had my learnings permit 90 days before my 13th bday and had my school permit the same day I turned 13-this was before all the driving laws changed of course).  My parents didn't live off of credit like all my friends parents.  They were in debt and their goal was to dig out of it and not get into it more.  They weren't farmers living off the gov't like so many farmers do.  They didn't get the welfare checks, the bank credit for crops and such to go out and buy brand spanking new vechiles or build houses and still get the massive tax breaks.  My folks made and still do make more money then most ppl but they live with in their means and pay their bills.  But with both my siblings in college, I was handed more money and more items to do things.  Pist off my sister and still does occasionally but she has finally realized with her own family that is life and not worth getting pist off over.  My brother grapsed the situation a bit better and never held it against my parents or myself.

My parents never really grounded me unless it was a big thing which was only one time and I freely admit I fucked up majorally.  I always told them who I was with even if I did fudge what we were doing and where we went.  My moms had a better clue of what I was up too then my dad.  My dad likes to think I wasn't as wild as I say I was.  But my mom put two and two together with who I hung out with and how I would disappear during the day on weekends.  I let them know if the party I was going to would have booze and drugs.  And since my parents self admitted into being partiers to a point with their families........they would beat our asses over the drugs but would understand about the booze as long as we didn't get caught, drove, and would NOT break curfew.  Even if that ment calling them at 1or 2 am for a ride home.  That didn't mean I or the kids I hung out with were bad kids.  Hell half of us were honor roll, national honor society, the jocks of our school, and had jobs.  But that didn't mean we didn't raise some hell.  I even have and stilld o have someof the kids I went to school with buffaloed on what I really did during highschool.  They can think I am a goody too shoes, but my true friends know I am a hell raiser and had many incounters with cops:D

As I got older I settled down a bit and I still manage to get what I wanted.  Then I got married and had kids.  I had to curtail some of the more impuslive things and sayings I did to be a somewhat good example to my kids.  I am probably stricter on my kids then their friends parents are to them but my kids are also taking after me in their behavor.  Which means they will be out right hell raisers and will make no apologizes for it as long as they take the consequences like I learned to do for gettting into trouble.  This is an issue for Randy because he was NOT a hell raiser and was NEVER handed things.  He is the oldest.  He has a lot of the same issues that my sister has.  Plus he is 8 years older then me.

In short, I want somethign, I get something.  It might take me a while but I usually get my way.  I not only expect but demand those in my house to carter to my moods.  It is an issue of mine.  Which I am learning to let go of on some things.  I will never give up being a spoiled brat though.  It is my birth right.  I dont' expect major super expensive things.  Randy and I are like my parents.  We have our debt but we make far more money then most ppl, we just live with in our means and dont' buy everything we want for each other or for our kids at the drop of a hate.

But this weekend I was spoiled for my birthday.  Granted my birthday is a week or two away but hey I deserve it!  Randy is going to be gone this up comign weekend which is before my birthday.  And it is the kids' weekend after my birthday due to First Communion.  So Randy and I went to the city by ourselves were he suprised me with my birthday presents and day just me and him.

I got a 8 gig Zune Mp3 player, a nice dinner out and he knows very well since there is a good chance (right now it is set) that he will be gone on my birthday that I and the kids will do someting on my birthday.

I am spoiled.  The weekend before I got my lawn mower from the money I got from the junker for the astro van.  I got myself a Troy built 21 inch deck 6.5 overall torc self propelled side mulch and rear bagging push mower.  I am sooooooo excited to have that thing!  I am not a typical female:D  Randy had no say on what i got.  It was my money from my van.  And I am the one that does the majority of the lawn work.  In April, I will be getting my front tine tiller and my barn should be done by the end of the month where I can go get my two bucket calves.  Which Randy tried saying no on and then consented after one weekend of me planning on how to fix up the barn with out him.  He decieded he better step in and help:D  Since he will be eating some of the meat from the calves when I eventually have them butchered!

I also got our 4th of July weekend planned.  We aren't going to Yankton like I planned.  By the time the reservation site opened up and my sister and I got on it to book our camping sites...........they were all booked.  Every camp site.  So we changed it up and are going to another really nice camping area in NE instead.  My sister and I over ruled our kill joy hubby's who don't like camping on holidays and we booked everyone a camp site.  My family, her family, and my parents who just might also be having my brother pitching a tent on their camp site!  So just in case my plans for camping up in or near the Black Hills this summer busts, I have a second choice already planned out and Randy just steps back and deals with it.

I am a very spoiled woman:D  And I will admit too it!:D  I get my way no matter what!