The chaos

If anyone remembers the post on Adrienne's blog about "my childhood is more fucked up than your child hood" then you might find this amusing (assuming you found her post to be that way.)
However, it’s not my childhood; it’s my family that’s more screwed up than yours.
On my Dad's side of the family there is a whopping 3 people. Uncle Mike, Cousin Sean and my Grandma "D" which, because I had so many grandmothers, was given that name because her name is "Doris." Grandma "D" was a very talented musician. She sang opera, played piano and some other woodwind instruments, but I beat her to the strings by playing violin for ~9 years. I still play, just not nearly as much as I had before. Anyway- she used to live in Fort Wayne, Indiana where she was the general manager and operations manager at the Theater up there. It was like the Fox down here in Atlanta, but significantly older. She met many talent musicians in her years of running that old, wooden box (of course, that wooden box is just from my vague memory of being five years old and up there with her). She even met Dave Matthews before he was "Dave Matthews." My grandmother met my favorite musician, does anyone else see the problem with this!? She let him performer after he told her that there was a Varity of instruments that were used and it wasn't the typical hard rock that was playing back then. She, as she does when she’s disappointed, scrunched her nose up and said that it was "racket", but she forced a smile after she realized she had just dissed my favorite artist and said,” but it was good racket".
Well, in November, during mine and my Cousin Sean's freshmen year of high school, my aunt (Sean’s mom) passed away. Long story short - it was sad, but expected. Smoker you know had the black lung. (Finally, I got to use that in a post!) With that, Grandma "D" flew down here to be closer to her baby, Sean and her even bigger baby, my uncle Mike. (Notice how there’s no mention of my family there). Longer story short- Mike drains her of her retirement money, she can't find a job, moves in with Uncle Mike and Sean and that’s where she’s been for some 4 odd years.
Recently, my uncle Mike got engaged to be married for the third time. I don't mean for the third time since Peggy died, but the third time in his life. So now, unfortunately, he thinks that he can slump off my Grandma "D" and my cousin Sean onto my family and we will let them move in. My Dad, the generous man that he is, can't just let his mom and nephew go out into the cold, so he offers to pay half of the rent for my grandma to live in an apartment and my uncle has to pay the other half. Which, may I add with a sprinkle of bitterness, isn't going to happen. My Dad will end up paying all of it, as usual. Plus, my poor cousin, who doesn't deserve any of this, is stuck in the middle, so he gets to move in with us.

-Chaos part two-
My mom and dad say that they don't have enough money to send me to college. They say that "it isn’t there responsibility to provide me with a college education" and I say to that they are full of shit. Funny - my dads going to end up paying for a place for my grandma, feeding my cousin Sean and then on top of that -provides my mom with a 3K, platinum diamond necklace. Does anyone else feel like I'm getting shafted!? Does anyone else see the problem here!?

I can't wait until I get out of this bullshit.