I'm considering commiting patricide. And matricide. Possibly suicide. Basically, a lot of 'cides.

[aisalynn]

I'm at the hotel computer right now, waiting for my family to hurry up and get ready so we can go to breakfast, and avoiding the insanity in our room.

Sharing a hotel room with four other members of your family isn't as fun as it sounds, and it really didn't sound much fun to begin with.

I couldn't get to sleep--I've never been very good at sleeping in hotel rooms, with the terrible air conditioner that is always either two hot or too cold, the steet lights through the window, my little sister randomly rolling on top of me. I finally fell asleep sometime after four, not happy about waking up four hours later, and my dad woke me up around five by jerking awake yelling and cursing.

A bad dream. He gets those a lot.

He doesn't go to bed after that, but roams the room for hours, getting ice, getting milk, grumbling about the bed, the AC, the dark and I really wanted to just grab something off the bedside table and chuck it at him, in the hopes that it would knock him out for a few more hours, but instead I just rolled over and tried to sleep through it all.

No such luck.

Now we've got a theme park to go to, I've had very little sleep and my older sister is already pissed off at my parents and bitching about not wanting to go to breakfast because it will "waste the day," which is just ticking my parents off, so I have to hear them bitch about it.

I might add sororicide to the list.


Supernatural icon because I feel sorry for anyone who has to live in hotels for most of their lives.

Comments

[yagizami.livejournal.com]

I've never had to share one hotel room with so many of my family members oO
that really doesn't sounds like fun at all *hugs*
I hope it gets better and you can enjoy your vacation nonetheless *hugs&cuddles you*

[aisalynn.livejournal.com]

That, was actually not the most I've shared a room with. Since my sister got married she and her husband always get her own room, and we don't go on vacation with my cousin's any more. It used to be, we'd get two rooms--one for the adults, which was like, three people, and a connected one for all the kids, which was like, seven. So, while this was really annoying, it wasn't the worst hotel experience I've had.

[ophelia-winters.livejournal.com]

Oh dear God that sounds horrid. Your mood theme is very well used for this post.

[aisalynn.livejournal.com]

It was pretty horrid. But luckily, by the end of the day I was too exhausted to do anything but fall onto the concrete slab the hotel thought was a bed and fall dead asleep.

Your mood theme is very well used for this post.

Hee! I love Spike's face in that scene. :)

[penny-lane-42.livejournal.com]

I've never been very good at sleeping in hotel rooms, with the terrible air conditioner that is always either two hot or too cold, the steet lights through the window, my little sister randomly rolling on top of me. Oh, I am sooooo with you here. Especially the bit about the little sister rolling. And mine always then blames when it happens! "Stop touching me!" Ah, little sisters. If you don't mind my asking, how old is yours? Mine's almost twenty now, which one would think would mean that she's grown out of the "stop touching me" phase...but she hasn't.

Anyways, I'm sorry you had a crappy morning. Hopefully the rest of the day got better?

Supernatural icon because I feel sorry for anyone who has to live in hotels for most of their lives. *sporfle* That's the greatest thing I ever read!

Also: POUTY!SPIKE IN YOUR MOODTHEME!

[aisalynn.livejournal.com]

Haha. My little sister is fifteen. She doesn't do that, but anytime I like, shifted, she jerked awake, looked around like she didn't know where she was and she thought someone was going to kill her, and nearly fell off the bed. I would just touch her on the arm and she would fall right back down on the bed (or me) and be instantly asleep. I was just, amazed.

The rest of the day was pretty good, minus a few typical frustrations (long lines, water slide breakdowns, hot cement that burned my feet, my mother)

I do feel sorry for them. Some people might think living in hotels might be like a great vacation or something, but being stuck all the time with your family and no where to escape? I feel for them.

POUTY!SPIKE! He's so adroable. *huggles*

[mysticalchild_isis]

Family + hotel room must be some sort of level of hell in a modern inferno. One of the deep, horrible levels. I feel for you.

[aisalynn.livejournal.com]

I think so. Reserved for people who do, terrible terrible things.

I'm not sure what I did to deserve it. But I'm sorry, I really, really am.