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I just got through crying my eyes out.
My dad forgot to send in the check for enrollment and dorming. The deadline was today.
I kept reminding him for the last like 3 months. I even told him I'd pay for it, and he could pay me back. But he'd said he'd send it.
I asked him today.
He said he forgot.
So I was naturally a little upset.
But, what made it terribly worse was that my mother was blaming me for it. She was like...you should have put a post it on his computer ...blah blah blah....yeah Mom, it's great to say this when you have the beautiful benefit of hindsight.
So as she was scolding me for not doing more...I flipped. I went berserk. I just started screaming. I don't even know what I said to her.
I locked myself in my room in teh dark and bawled. And she was right outside my door yelling at me for feeling sorry for myself. God, nothing like driving the nails into the coffin.
But when my dad got home tonight, he faxed them their credit card number and left a message on the office phone. I hope that does something.
My mom came to my room to tell me. She told me to move over, and she hugged me. And we layed there for like 10 mintues in silence just laying on a tear-soaked comforter together. I think she felt bad for yelling at me.
My Dad just came in here and apologized. I think it's the first time he's ever said the words "I'm sorry" to me before.
That made me cry again.
Woah. I'm exhausted.
My dad forgot to send in the check for enrollment and dorming. The deadline was today.
I kept reminding him for the last like 3 months. I even told him I'd pay for it, and he could pay me back. But he'd said he'd send it.
I asked him today.
He said he forgot.
So I was naturally a little upset.
But, what made it terribly worse was that my mother was blaming me for it. She was like...you should have put a post it on his computer ...blah blah blah....yeah Mom, it's great to say this when you have the beautiful benefit of hindsight.
So as she was scolding me for not doing more...I flipped. I went berserk. I just started screaming. I don't even know what I said to her.
I locked myself in my room in teh dark and bawled. And she was right outside my door yelling at me for feeling sorry for myself. God, nothing like driving the nails into the coffin.
But when my dad got home tonight, he faxed them their credit card number and left a message on the office phone. I hope that does something.
My mom came to my room to tell me. She told me to move over, and she hugged me. And we layed there for like 10 mintues in silence just laying on a tear-soaked comforter together. I think she felt bad for yelling at me.
My Dad just came in here and apologized. I think it's the first time he's ever said the words "I'm sorry" to me before.
That made me cry again.
Woah. I'm exhausted.