grounded.. yeah go fucking figure..
yeah this all is fucking retarded. my mom told my dad about my report card this morning, and he wants to ground me from EVERYTHING for the entire summer. I think thats a BIT FUCKING MUCH. My mom doesnt agree with that either. I hate the way my dad thinks because he is so fucking closed-minded, its not even funny. theres no changing his mind on anything, and if you try to, he just gets even more pissed. sooo.. yeah. so far, im grounded the entire fucking summer, without anything at all. I guess he expects me to sit in my room and stare at the fucking wall all day, because theres really nothing else to do. my mom is still trying to talk him out of that, to just change it to not being able to go out anywhere for a few days or something, because she doesnt think its fair to take everything away from me for the entire summer. but until my dad gets home to "talk to me" about it, im still grounded. my mom is at JC pennys or something, and im sitting here fucking bored as hell, and cant do anything for the next 6 hours at least. my dad is fishing at mikeys house, so he wotn be home for anotehr 6 hours or so, AT LEAST. said in the mean time until he gets home, I am grounded, so yeah. but since my mom doesnt agree with his punishment for the grades, she said she will let me be almost completely off grounding when hes not home, but she cant take it off completely because she said I do deserve some kind of punishment, which I do agree on at least.. but not a punishment this bad.
Oh goody, I get to look forward to sitting in my room staring at the ceiling, listening to my parents argue 24/7(as usual..), and I cant do anything about it. OF COURSE.
so yeah, just thought ide let you fuckers know that im grounded, and I dont know when Ill be online again, yet. if you happen to catch me on aim, feel free to IM me, but if I log off out of nowhere without saying goodbye, and I dont log back on within a few minutes, it means my dad got home and I had to get offline before he caught me.
you can try calling me, but call the house phone because my dad wants to take away my cell phone too, so yeah idk. idk if I can even talk on the house phone either.
The only class I failed, was Gym, and that really isnt my fault. even my mom knows about it all. I gave coach the doctors note, and he just threw it on his desk. idk if he ever even bothered to read it, because for some reason, me and him never seemed to get along well. Every time we were doing something in gymt hat I was supposed to be excused from, coach would ask me if I was participating that day, and I would say, "No, I am excused. its in the note." and I thought he was excusing me from these things each time, but apparently, he was giving me 0's instead. I had been changing out every day(though I view that as stupid because whats the point of changing out if im not going to be doing anything in the class that day?), and when I COULD Participate, I did. so I dont know why I have an F in that class.
As for Math, I have a D. I passed, but barely. I had my teacher explain the stuff to me again, and she said I was getting it right on the practice work she gave us, and I thought I understood it. but then when I took the tests on them, I failed. I dont really think its just me though, because she has her class grades pinned up on the board for each class, and if you look at them, about 6 people, TOTAL, in ALL of the 6 classes she has, have A's. class average for every single one of her classes, is an F. everybody else I talk to in the class, doesnt understand it either. Heather said she has two math classes, the one shes in with me, and liberal arts. she understands it fine in the other class(were doing the same work), but whens he gets to the math class were both in, she get all confused, the way our teacher explains it. im not trying to blame it all on the teacher, but I have to say that a lot of it, IS her fault.. my mom is calling the school today to figure out why the fuck my grades were so low in those two classes, and I really want to know what coach and my math teacher have to say.
well, anyway.. so far, im grounded from:
TV(oh well, dont watch tv much anyway..)
Stereo
MY FUCKING GUITAR(youve gotta be fucking kidding me)
Phone
Internet
Going Anywhere
for the entire fucking summer. I always tend to have a good summer, then a bad summer, and a good summer, and then a bad summer. well this time its two bad summers in a row.
I mean, I love my dad, but I hate the way he thinks about things. he is so closed-minded.. when were arguing, if I even say one sentence when hes talking, he shuts up, puts his hand in front of my face, tunes me out, and says "can I finish?" i wanna say, FUCK NO YOU CANT FINISH, IM TRYING TO FUCKING REASON WITH YOU, LISTEN TO ME AND STOP BEING SUCH A CLOSED-MINDED ASSHOLE! wel yeah, I dont be online for a while. go figure... fuck it all. as if I wasnt in a bad mood enough already..
I have disabled comments because I dont even fucking want to hear it right now. later on(probably after school starts, or when im not grounded, and not so pissed off at the moment), then give me your response, and I will enable comments on this post, but until then, keep it to yourself.
Oh goody, I get to look forward to sitting in my room staring at the ceiling, listening to my parents argue 24/7(as usual..), and I cant do anything about it. OF COURSE.
so yeah, just thought ide let you fuckers know that im grounded, and I dont know when Ill be online again, yet. if you happen to catch me on aim, feel free to IM me, but if I log off out of nowhere without saying goodbye, and I dont log back on within a few minutes, it means my dad got home and I had to get offline before he caught me.
you can try calling me, but call the house phone because my dad wants to take away my cell phone too, so yeah idk. idk if I can even talk on the house phone either.
The only class I failed, was Gym, and that really isnt my fault. even my mom knows about it all. I gave coach the doctors note, and he just threw it on his desk. idk if he ever even bothered to read it, because for some reason, me and him never seemed to get along well. Every time we were doing something in gymt hat I was supposed to be excused from, coach would ask me if I was participating that day, and I would say, "No, I am excused. its in the note." and I thought he was excusing me from these things each time, but apparently, he was giving me 0's instead. I had been changing out every day(though I view that as stupid because whats the point of changing out if im not going to be doing anything in the class that day?), and when I COULD Participate, I did. so I dont know why I have an F in that class.
As for Math, I have a D. I passed, but barely. I had my teacher explain the stuff to me again, and she said I was getting it right on the practice work she gave us, and I thought I understood it. but then when I took the tests on them, I failed. I dont really think its just me though, because she has her class grades pinned up on the board for each class, and if you look at them, about 6 people, TOTAL, in ALL of the 6 classes she has, have A's. class average for every single one of her classes, is an F. everybody else I talk to in the class, doesnt understand it either. Heather said she has two math classes, the one shes in with me, and liberal arts. she understands it fine in the other class(were doing the same work), but whens he gets to the math class were both in, she get all confused, the way our teacher explains it. im not trying to blame it all on the teacher, but I have to say that a lot of it, IS her fault.. my mom is calling the school today to figure out why the fuck my grades were so low in those two classes, and I really want to know what coach and my math teacher have to say.
well, anyway.. so far, im grounded from:
TV(oh well, dont watch tv much anyway..)
Stereo
MY FUCKING GUITAR(youve gotta be fucking kidding me)
Phone
Internet
Going Anywhere
for the entire fucking summer. I always tend to have a good summer, then a bad summer, and a good summer, and then a bad summer. well this time its two bad summers in a row.
I mean, I love my dad, but I hate the way he thinks about things. he is so closed-minded.. when were arguing, if I even say one sentence when hes talking, he shuts up, puts his hand in front of my face, tunes me out, and says "can I finish?" i wanna say, FUCK NO YOU CANT FINISH, IM TRYING TO FUCKING REASON WITH YOU, LISTEN TO ME AND STOP BEING SUCH A CLOSED-MINDED ASSHOLE! wel yeah, I dont be online for a while. go figure... fuck it all. as if I wasnt in a bad mood enough already..
I have disabled comments because I dont even fucking want to hear it right now. later on(probably after school starts, or when im not grounded, and not so pissed off at the moment), then give me your response, and I will enable comments on this post, but until then, keep it to yourself.