a great way to end summer
That was sarcastic. My weekend didn't go as planned. I was supposed to go down the shore late Saturday afternoon, sleep over, and go to the beach and then shopping with my mom on Sunday.
Instead...
My dad got mad at me for no reason at all when I called to say I was leaving for the boat so I didn't go down Saturday night. I called my mom Sunday morning to find out what time she wanted toleave for the beach, she informs me that she doesn't want to go anymore. So I call Rachel. Then my mom calls back saying she changed her mind and she wants to go. Well, if you know me at all, you know that now I became my stubborn self and didn't want to go anymore. This is typical for my mom. I was excited all week for Sunday to hang out with my mom, and she had to go and ruin it. So Rachel and I drive down to the shore and we go to the boat.We got there at 2:30. My dad says my mom is like 20 minutes behind us. So I decide we'll wait for her and go get something to eat. The transportation to the beach was unsure at the moment, and it took forever for us to eat, and by 4:00, I wasn't in the mood to go to the beach anymore. My mom was being difficult, I was being difficult, and poor Rachel had to whitness it all. Rachel and I end up going to the beach without my mom. IT was dumb becasue the sun wasn't hot anymore because it was 4:15 when we got to the beach. It was late, I was frustrated and upset. We only stayed for like 45 minutes before we got ready, packed up the car, and left. This was yesterday. WHen we got home, we called Kimi, we saw a movie, we hung out wiht bekah, we got ice cream. It was fun. But then I went home, and I realized how awful I was ALL day, and it's not a good feeling.
So that was yesterday. Today my dad comes home from the boat and asks why we didn't stay and hang around. He said it was pretty lame for us to drive down and stay for like 3 hours and then go home.
I'm sorry. But iw asn't expecting to get there at 2:30 and not get to go to the beach until 4 becasue I decided to wait for my mom who DIDN'T EVEN WANT TO GO in teh first place. I don't know who's right and who's wrong in this situation. I don't know if I shoudl be upset at my mom or upset at myself. I don't know if I'm making a big deal out of nothing, but I feel pretty awful about it all. My dad is barely talking to me, I'm afraid to call my mom.
My summer was so wonderful. And this is how it ends. School and work start on Thursday. IT's all over. And It's all beginning.
Instead...
My dad got mad at me for no reason at all when I called to say I was leaving for the boat so I didn't go down Saturday night. I called my mom Sunday morning to find out what time she wanted toleave for the beach, she informs me that she doesn't want to go anymore. So I call Rachel. Then my mom calls back saying she changed her mind and she wants to go. Well, if you know me at all, you know that now I became my stubborn self and didn't want to go anymore. This is typical for my mom. I was excited all week for Sunday to hang out with my mom, and she had to go and ruin it. So Rachel and I drive down to the shore and we go to the boat.We got there at 2:30. My dad says my mom is like 20 minutes behind us. So I decide we'll wait for her and go get something to eat. The transportation to the beach was unsure at the moment, and it took forever for us to eat, and by 4:00, I wasn't in the mood to go to the beach anymore. My mom was being difficult, I was being difficult, and poor Rachel had to whitness it all. Rachel and I end up going to the beach without my mom. IT was dumb becasue the sun wasn't hot anymore because it was 4:15 when we got to the beach. It was late, I was frustrated and upset. We only stayed for like 45 minutes before we got ready, packed up the car, and left. This was yesterday. WHen we got home, we called Kimi, we saw a movie, we hung out wiht bekah, we got ice cream. It was fun. But then I went home, and I realized how awful I was ALL day, and it's not a good feeling.
So that was yesterday. Today my dad comes home from the boat and asks why we didn't stay and hang around. He said it was pretty lame for us to drive down and stay for like 3 hours and then go home.
I'm sorry. But iw asn't expecting to get there at 2:30 and not get to go to the beach until 4 becasue I decided to wait for my mom who DIDN'T EVEN WANT TO GO in teh first place. I don't know who's right and who's wrong in this situation. I don't know if I shoudl be upset at my mom or upset at myself. I don't know if I'm making a big deal out of nothing, but I feel pretty awful about it all. My dad is barely talking to me, I'm afraid to call my mom.
My summer was so wonderful. And this is how it ends. School and work start on Thursday. IT's all over. And It's all beginning.