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So, I got the Position that my manager “Forced” me to apply for. He was conducting the interview so I knew before hand that I would get it. Pity though that I stay on the same salary. He feels it will be good for me to move up…. Ya ya
I get my own office, so I can play tetris all day and not worry about people ratting on me and I control the heat/cold level of the aircon. No more freezing my ass off.

I really like my manager, he is a very nice person, reasonable.
So I tell him all the news, rumours & latest gossip and in return I get the REAL scoop which is always ‘juicy news’ ---- As you can tell I like stories – lol

Enough about work, my personal life is still up & down. The usual.

An issue I havn’t spoken about before: Family
I spoke to mum yesterday and she went to the doctor, not doing good with a previous injury that was left too long and is now very painful. Some other stuff that is also very worrying – too personal to talk about.
The doctor diagnosed my little brother with depression. He is only 18 years old. He always seems so far away and down. Everything is boring to him. Found out he is smoking, drinking and watching porn to mention a few. My dad is an ass when it comes to his kids, he just buys stuff once in a while and expects you to feel all warm and fuzzy inside. He spends no time with him what-so-ever and he doesn’t even talk to him. He failed a year at school and my dad doesn’t care because he doesn’t pay his school fees.

I get so angry just thinking about all this shit, that is the reason I moved out in the first place. His moods are unpredictable and so outrageous. He has outbursts about butter on his bread and salt in the food – GROW UP or make your own damn food.
Stupid stuff- one day he eats peas the next day he doesn’t and mum must just know what craves because he is tired of sandwiches everyday when he comes for lunch or better yet when he wakes up because he has his own business he wakes up for work once a month.
So he sleeps most days and mum must not make a noise or vacuum, use the blender or turn the volume up on the T.V or radio. It is ridiculous. I wonder how mum stayed with him through all these years. I would go mad.

This is probably the reason I am so obsessive about being independent, especially when it comes to money and stuff, I do not want to end up like my mother:-
House-wife who has to suffer in silence until the pain is unbearable before you can tell your husband, who bitches that he has to take you to the doctor and pay for YOU being sick. As if it’s preventable, especially under the living circumstances.
Grrrrrrrrrr I want to rip the skin off his face.

I want to make my mum better, I want to take her away from all this and look after her. I wish I had money to give her to go to the doctor and get proper treatment without having to ‘pay for it’ emotionally or putting up with verbal abuse. I wish I could take her away from him and then she will be happy and my baby brother will be okay again.