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It snowed today. Everything is a blanket of white. And you know what? I slept til 9 AM. For me, that's huge. When I was younger, I could sleep til noon on weekends, but that's not been the case lately. Lately, I toss and turn even before the sun comes peeking in through the curtains. But I'm trying not to dwell on it.
My mom is so overprotective of me. I have a cell phone but I can only use it to call her, dad, or Karen (my older sister.) Why? Because Karen has a car and if something happens, she can come get me. She's 16 and she got a car on her birthday. Granted, it wasn't exactly new, or uber fancy, but it's her freedom. And she's allowed to use it. Her first report card for her junior year was mostly C's...she smokes...I know she drinks at parties and she's had sex with her boyfriend. None of these are bad things, but she gets to do whatever she wants and my parents trust her, but not me. I don't smoke, drink, I get almost straight A's, but I have to write down where I'm going and who with for everything. And most of the time, my mom has to drive me and hang around, like to go to the mall.
She expects me to live up to standards though. She doesn't expect Karen to be perfect, but I have to be, and so does my younger brother Sean. I'm not sure why the double standard. My dad doesn't really have much to say on the issue because he's away on business so much. I see him about three times a week, and have dinner with him about one time a week. I try not to argue or fight with him during these times. But lately I've been arguing with my mom more, and not just about world issues and whatnot.
Her latest thing is I should eat healthier. That I'm getting a bit heavy for my frame. I'm 5'6 and 129 pounds (I WAS 123 pounds before the 6 pound gain.) But I don't think I'm unhealthy. I get more exercise than her, that's for sure. She works at home, sitting in her little home office all day and let me tell you...she's no waif. She used to be, though. Karen is kinda chubby, but she's always been that way. Does mom get on her case? Nope.
Anyway, I didn't mean to ramble.
My mom is so overprotective of me. I have a cell phone but I can only use it to call her, dad, or Karen (my older sister.) Why? Because Karen has a car and if something happens, she can come get me. She's 16 and she got a car on her birthday. Granted, it wasn't exactly new, or uber fancy, but it's her freedom. And she's allowed to use it. Her first report card for her junior year was mostly C's...she smokes...I know she drinks at parties and she's had sex with her boyfriend. None of these are bad things, but she gets to do whatever she wants and my parents trust her, but not me. I don't smoke, drink, I get almost straight A's, but I have to write down where I'm going and who with for everything. And most of the time, my mom has to drive me and hang around, like to go to the mall.
She expects me to live up to standards though. She doesn't expect Karen to be perfect, but I have to be, and so does my younger brother Sean. I'm not sure why the double standard. My dad doesn't really have much to say on the issue because he's away on business so much. I see him about three times a week, and have dinner with him about one time a week. I try not to argue or fight with him during these times. But lately I've been arguing with my mom more, and not just about world issues and whatnot.
Her latest thing is I should eat healthier. That I'm getting a bit heavy for my frame. I'm 5'6 and 129 pounds (I WAS 123 pounds before the 6 pound gain.) But I don't think I'm unhealthy. I get more exercise than her, that's for sure. She works at home, sitting in her little home office all day and let me tell you...she's no waif. She used to be, though. Karen is kinda chubby, but she's always been that way. Does mom get on her case? Nope.
Anyway, I didn't mean to ramble.