The thing I want to complain about though, is her. Her attitude. First, we had to clean the farm and repair some things. So she said she would go there on Saturday to clean everything, and I would go there on Sunday with my dad to repair some stuff, because I'm better at those things. So when we arrived Sunday, the farm was still very dirty. It did not look like she cleaned anything at all, and there were even muddy footprints in the hallway that weren't there before. I just shrugged it off, and we started fixing stuff. We placed, for example, some heaters, fixed some lights that weren't working, created a door out of wood and placed it in the bathroom (there was no door in there before o_o) and on top of that, we cleaned everything, which was supposed to be her job.

First, she did not want to take the attic as her room, because she said it was too dirty. She did not want to take the two smaller rooms next to each other, because they were too dirty. And she did not want to take the big bedroom, because it was, again too dirty for her. So she decided to put her mattress in the living room behind the couch, which wasn't very convenient. So I took the bedroom and cleaned it.

So, not to make this story much longer, these are the things I had problems with: -She left all her stuff in the living room, and did not clean anything. -Everything in that farm was mine; I brought a bed, nightstand, dinner table, chairs, a couch, a tv cabinet, a small table, plates and glasses, etc. I even brought my own tv, computer and playstation. I paid all of this myself, and worked very hard to do that. -She used all of my things without asking, and then left it all over the place. -I always had to do the groceries, because she 'didn't feel like it'. -I always had to cook because she 'couldn't cook'. -My parents drove her to this farm many times, because HER parents 'did not want to pick me up, because it was not on the route.' -So we bought her dinner, and the first thing she did when she finished it was calling her mother, asking her to 'please leave some food', because what we bought for her was disgusting. -She never said 'thank you' for ANYthing. When I told her we made a door and it took all day, she just said 'oh. okay.' and looked at me like I was crazy. -I offered to teach her how to cook, and she just said 'I'll just ask my mom. She can cook much better than you, and she can make stuff that you can't.' -But everytime I was cooking, she was standing behind me with a plate in her hand saying 'Is it ready yet??? I'm freaking hungry.' in an angry voice. -She even opened my mail. Not only letters from family members, but even bills, and when she gave them to me they were opened, wet, and crinkly.

So I started a conversation with her, and told her I did not like some things she did. Again, I got the 'okaaaaaay....' response and she pulled some sort of retarded face, looking at me like I was crazy. The outcome of this conversation was that she did not understand what she had done wrong, and she completely ignored everything I said. I even asked her if I was maybe doing something wrong, and the only thing she could think of was; 'Yeah, I don't like that you don't play games on the playstation with me all the time, and I don't like that you want to eat healthy that much.' (I did not want to play the ps3 all the time because I had homework to do because I'm in a place called SCHOOL. About the food; She wanted to eat McDonalds and KFC 4 out of 4 days, and noodles for lunch. I told her I wanted to eat healthy (Meat, vegetables and potatoes) at least 2 out of 4 days. Again, that was apparently 'craaaazy'.)

I just spent my days there lying on my bed and crying, because there wasn't much else to do. So I decided to move out, and to take everything I bought with me.