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.