HOW many times have we heard this? A thousand or more? I'm sure we ALL have.
I just got back from the comic book store (:-]). I had to get a ride from mom (DX). The entire time, she guilt tripped me, saying how, "We do all our shopping on the weekends, ****, and it's not fair to the other kids if you get to go out and do this on Wednesday and they don't."
Yeah, mom, and we're not gonna talk about the lunch dates you have. She'll pick one of my younger siblings up from school early and take them out to Mickey D's or Burger King for lunch and let them stay home for the rest of the day. I can't do that, since i'm on the AP/block schedule, but EVERYONE-FUCKING-ELSE can. I think of this as my little own 'lunch date'.
I told her I didn't have to have a ride - if I left right after school when I wanted, I would've been there and back by now. God, if it was THAT much of a problem, then she should've refused to take me! She kept being evasive, saying "Maybe later," and all that crap, but when she started ranting, she's all, "I wish you could just take 'no' as an answer."
YOU NEVER TOLD ME NO!
So, anyway, i got me copies of Garden Of Souls and The Universal Machine. I tried to invite mom inside with me, saying, "So you know I'm hanging out with crazy people instead of those normal ones," so she'd lighten up, but she's all "NO."
She thinks I'm doing drugs. I'm surprised she hasn't had me tested yet. She thinks I'm secretly pulling money from my account so I can pay for it all, but I'm not. How CAN I? Between writing my story, reading comics, buying yarn/books/comics, school, and work, I barely have enough time to SLEEP, let alone do drugs. And I run dry on money so fast it's not even funny.
Well, that's enough of my rant. I still can't find my binder OR my notebook, and I'm still screwed. Bleh.
~Jink





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