You are crap.
How difficult is it to just listen to me?! I want to spend my time home AT HOME. I don't want to go to Disney World. I'd rather wait a few years to go to Italy with some friends instead of this summer with my little sisters. Save yourself thousands of dollars and just let me spend the little time I have with the people I love. It's bad enough I have to be here, sitting in my room attached to my cell phone in case they call me all weekend. It's worse that I'm eighteen years old and have no choice over what I do with my few weeks of time home from school.
It's not like you don't understand why I want to be home instead of on vacation. I spent every single night of the cruise over spring break last year in the room hysterically sobbing by 8:30pm and refusing to go out at night. Poor Alex who ended up on the same cruise probably thought I was skipping out on spending time with her because I was off doing something else and completely blowing her off. I spent the last three days of that trip paying $0.50 a minute to sit in the internet cafe in case Nina came online so I could see how she was doing. When I came home for fall break, I collapsed on your floor and couldn't stop crying until 1am because I didn't want to be at your house when I could be with people who actually care.
You wasted eight years of my life completely controlling where I was and what I missed out on. It wasn't until I got my own car and left for college that I could temporarily escape. And this is how you're getting back at me. Not only by taking me away from the people who I want to be with when I'm home, but by making me feel like an awful person for not being grateful that you're paying all of this money for me to go on vacation. It's not even like you didn't ask me if I wanted to... you did. But when I told you I did not want to go and that I want to stay at home because I don't get many other chances to, you completely ignored me and now I'm stuck with you. Again.
So I hope you're happy. You've now taken away both my winter and summer breaks. None of my previous plans matter anymore and I'll be heading back to Etown next fall wishing I'd been able to see everyone. I'll spend yet another awful New Year's Eve wishing I could go to bed at 9pm and wake up when the vacation's over, but instead being with a whole lot of drunk people, cranky kids, and crowds. But I'm using your cell phone to spend the entire vacation talking to the people I'd rather be with, and you'll be extremely aware of your ridiculous waste of money despite how many times I've warned you in advance of how unhappy with this situation I am.
It's not like you don't understand why I want to be home instead of on vacation. I spent every single night of the cruise over spring break last year in the room hysterically sobbing by 8:30pm and refusing to go out at night. Poor Alex who ended up on the same cruise probably thought I was skipping out on spending time with her because I was off doing something else and completely blowing her off. I spent the last three days of that trip paying $0.50 a minute to sit in the internet cafe in case Nina came online so I could see how she was doing. When I came home for fall break, I collapsed on your floor and couldn't stop crying until 1am because I didn't want to be at your house when I could be with people who actually care.
You wasted eight years of my life completely controlling where I was and what I missed out on. It wasn't until I got my own car and left for college that I could temporarily escape. And this is how you're getting back at me. Not only by taking me away from the people who I want to be with when I'm home, but by making me feel like an awful person for not being grateful that you're paying all of this money for me to go on vacation. It's not even like you didn't ask me if I wanted to... you did. But when I told you I did not want to go and that I want to stay at home because I don't get many other chances to, you completely ignored me and now I'm stuck with you. Again.
So I hope you're happy. You've now taken away both my winter and summer breaks. None of my previous plans matter anymore and I'll be heading back to Etown next fall wishing I'd been able to see everyone. I'll spend yet another awful New Year's Eve wishing I could go to bed at 9pm and wake up when the vacation's over, but instead being with a whole lot of drunk people, cranky kids, and crowds. But I'm using your cell phone to spend the entire vacation talking to the people I'd rather be with, and you'll be extremely aware of your ridiculous waste of money despite how many times I've warned you in advance of how unhappy with this situation I am.