Tuesday, April 14, 2009

GTFO Mother

So I don't forget. (Dad if you're reading this don't get to mad. I respect her but seriously, I'm 17 and shes putting words in your mouth)

So lets start off with this one time, my dad was lecturing me about something, and when he's done and about to take me, because he knows I might be late and can't be late, my mom jumps in not knowing whats really going on, causing me to be late, causing me to lose a dollar (a dollar that could've gotten me hash browns!).

So this week my dad isn't home because he is on a trip back to the motherland. So my mom is starting to get on my case about EVERYTHING.
I just recently got FAKE lip rings and I wear them a lot because I like them. My mom thinks their ugly, my dad doesn't care. So today, I took them off for TKD 'cause they'd get in the way. I told my brother it feels weird and my mom is like, "They're ugly, just don't wear them." And I'm like, "I'm trying to get used to them. I'm going to get it pierced when I'm 18 like dad said I could." Shes like, "No he said you cant." (This is going into the argument now).
"He said when I was 18. He told me so the day I got them."
"NO! I know what he said. Who's the boss of the house? Not him"
In my head I'm think yea, actually it is him. He pays for everything, WYD, Prom, my lunch, my outings, school, bus passes, among other things. And then she goes "You live under my roof my rules end of disscussion." And cuts me off. Seriously now, atleast let me explain. I'm 17 not 7. I can think for myself.

And then shes like "Go to sleep early. Don't sleep in class." Ok I sleep in 1-2 classes because they are HANDS-ON classes. The teacher talks for about 5-10 min and then we're on our own. If we're done, we do what we like. In other words, WE DON'T DO DIDDLY. So in turn, I sleep. And another thing, if I don't want to go to sleep early, its either I'm working on something, or I cannot go to sleep yet. My internal clock has issues. And plus, Dad tells me 11 EVERY WEEKDAY. You say 10. I'm used to dad so I stick with it. Then you get mad and I'm like, wtf. And then you cut me off again. Seriously, I'm not spewing nonsense. I'm 17 and I can speak. At least listen to me, I am your son after all.

Whatever. That's all I have to say for now.

Today was interesting. I slept my way through school ahaha. I didn't go because I overslept. Yay :]

SJ tomorrow? Maybe IDK yet.

KBye

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