its done.....
so i come home last night, which sadly has become something not so good as of late. thngs in my home life have really gone downhill and while i wanted my last remaining month or so left living with my father to not be completely unbareable that planned has since gone to hell in a handbasket.
to give quick backstory, my father has basically lived his whole life with one constant mess up after another. hes constantly between jobs and things lately have sort of boiled down to the end. i had wanted my moving out to look more like a choice but is quickly starting to look like a necessity. a few weeks ago my father claims he was canned from another job, but i know my father and i know his mentallity, i doubt he got layed off. he used to wake up and decide not to goto work some days. or hed stay out late and get drunk and not wanna go in the next morning. of course theyre gonna can you with behavior like that.
so lately my father hasbee asking me to lend him money and hed be pretty good about paying me back, sometimes id let a 20$ or two slide case i know how it is. the other night i come home and he asks me for 40$. so hesitantly i left it for him just wondering in theback of my head is he going to pay me back?? CAN he even pay me back?? is he even working?? IS HE EVEN LOOKING??
last night i come home to a note left on my desk. my father is out again probably partying cause what the hell else would he be doing coming home at 5-6am. the note read went on to say that my father decided upon himself to take this BIG jar of change i had been saving up for god knows how long, cash it himself, and use the money to go out. to put it lightly, I WAS FURIOUS. to ask me for some money for whatever is one thing, but to go and take my money from me is another.
i proceded in writing him a note, but the note got longer and more in depth about what our living situation had been like lately. each time i left the note i came back and wrote more of what was on my mind till i realized it was too much and i wanted things to be smooth in my household for now. i mean i hadnt even told him i was moving out yet because i was afraid of how things would be and how he would take it. so i left him a little note which was mainly about how i didnt appreciate him taking my money.
this morning he tells me we needed to talk..... yes, we do.
he said he didnt think i had any right be upset about him taking my money and using it to go out when i dont contribute anything in the apartment. meaning rent. im sorry i dont feel i need to contribute rent when my grandmother, his mother has been paying more then half the rent for YEARS. hes working, he should be able to pay rent period. and if he really wanted my help come to me like a man dont go through my grandparents to get me to give you money and dont take mine without me knowing. plus i had just given him 40$ three days earlier, what the fuck was he doing that he needed more?? oh wait!! i know, smoking weed. just as a side note i know what weed smells like, and ive smelled it billowing out of his room almost every day since he got "layed off."
anyway he apologized for taking my change which he said had something like 30$ in it. 30$!!! im SOOO broke right now do you understand how much good that couldve done me!! but he still tried to justify using it to go out. shit man now i dont even feel safe leaving money in my house. ok so the end of the conversation went somewhere along the lines of us eventually losing the apartment cause he cant pay rent and grandma is tired of doing it and he said something like "i dont know what your going to do..."
...so i told him. i told him im moving out...
and he took it quite well. but i feel i must mention that afterward he musta been puffing a BIG chiba cause i swore i was smelling extra smoke. im surprised i dont have contact high right now. so yeah its done, and i cant wait to get out. as for now im not giving him anymore money i have my own fucking rent to start saving up for.
anyway im looking foward to this weekend being better then my week has gone.
and anywhere i can crash would be even more appreciated,
adam anita??, ant?? andre?? cardboard box??...
=) tgif.
later you cum-hungry phone sluts, especially olivia.
~jay~
to give quick backstory, my father has basically lived his whole life with one constant mess up after another. hes constantly between jobs and things lately have sort of boiled down to the end. i had wanted my moving out to look more like a choice but is quickly starting to look like a necessity. a few weeks ago my father claims he was canned from another job, but i know my father and i know his mentallity, i doubt he got layed off. he used to wake up and decide not to goto work some days. or hed stay out late and get drunk and not wanna go in the next morning. of course theyre gonna can you with behavior like that.
so lately my father hasbee asking me to lend him money and hed be pretty good about paying me back, sometimes id let a 20$ or two slide case i know how it is. the other night i come home and he asks me for 40$. so hesitantly i left it for him just wondering in theback of my head is he going to pay me back?? CAN he even pay me back?? is he even working?? IS HE EVEN LOOKING??
last night i come home to a note left on my desk. my father is out again probably partying cause what the hell else would he be doing coming home at 5-6am. the note read went on to say that my father decided upon himself to take this BIG jar of change i had been saving up for god knows how long, cash it himself, and use the money to go out. to put it lightly, I WAS FURIOUS. to ask me for some money for whatever is one thing, but to go and take my money from me is another.
i proceded in writing him a note, but the note got longer and more in depth about what our living situation had been like lately. each time i left the note i came back and wrote more of what was on my mind till i realized it was too much and i wanted things to be smooth in my household for now. i mean i hadnt even told him i was moving out yet because i was afraid of how things would be and how he would take it. so i left him a little note which was mainly about how i didnt appreciate him taking my money.
this morning he tells me we needed to talk..... yes, we do.
he said he didnt think i had any right be upset about him taking my money and using it to go out when i dont contribute anything in the apartment. meaning rent. im sorry i dont feel i need to contribute rent when my grandmother, his mother has been paying more then half the rent for YEARS. hes working, he should be able to pay rent period. and if he really wanted my help come to me like a man dont go through my grandparents to get me to give you money and dont take mine without me knowing. plus i had just given him 40$ three days earlier, what the fuck was he doing that he needed more?? oh wait!! i know, smoking weed. just as a side note i know what weed smells like, and ive smelled it billowing out of his room almost every day since he got "layed off."
anyway he apologized for taking my change which he said had something like 30$ in it. 30$!!! im SOOO broke right now do you understand how much good that couldve done me!! but he still tried to justify using it to go out. shit man now i dont even feel safe leaving money in my house. ok so the end of the conversation went somewhere along the lines of us eventually losing the apartment cause he cant pay rent and grandma is tired of doing it and he said something like "i dont know what your going to do..."
...so i told him. i told him im moving out...
and he took it quite well. but i feel i must mention that afterward he musta been puffing a BIG chiba cause i swore i was smelling extra smoke. im surprised i dont have contact high right now. so yeah its done, and i cant wait to get out. as for now im not giving him anymore money i have my own fucking rent to start saving up for.
anyway im looking foward to this weekend being better then my week has gone.
and anywhere i can crash would be even more appreciated,
adam anita??, ant?? andre?? cardboard box??...
=) tgif.
later you cum-hungry phone sluts, especially olivia.
~jay~