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Today I went into the bank and withdrew 1000 dollars with 23 to spare and sent a money order to Katy through overnight express. It should be there tomorrow or the next day, which pretty much seals the deal. I'm moving. There is a huge relief in saying that, because I wasn't sure a few days ago, if I could get that money there in time, and I did it with my own money. I did not borrow any money from my mom or my dad and I won't even ask for anything more than they give me unless it ends up not working out. There are a lot of medical things that need to be thought through--where I will get allergy shots and Adderall, but I doubt I'll need the Adderall without math and science classes to concentrate on. I don't take it on the weekends or vacations. I am pretty sure I can lump all those appointments in at the same time I visit for orthodontics, and my mom is worried about who will take care of the dog while she is in Europe. I will miss Frankie and Lumpie even though they bark too much and the cats even though they sit on the food bags and stop right in front of me when I am walking just to get attention.
My dad and I just got into a little fight and my impulsive aggressive side came back to haunt me, as I punched the kitchen wall and did some damage to my right wrist. Before you go and think of how ridiculous that was, think about my nature and how much it would take for me to be set off considering what I am putting up with from some people. Think about what is like for someone who dislikes being lied to, to be called a liar with a perfectly reasonable argument. However, the person I fought with is never wrong; never makes a mistake, and sure as hell forgets nothing even under the influence of alcohol (note the extreme sarcasm) so I am a liar, obviously. I lied about something that I had no reason to keep from him; was I just going to hide the fact that $1000 disappeared from my account and that I also disappeared a month later? If my mom left a message to him about a bank and money don't you think I would have thought twice about lying about it? No, I was just not listened to. He did not listen to me when I explained why I needed it to be done by Friday, what it was for. He told me tonight that the only thing I said to him was about needing $1000 for graduation, which I would not have done if there was a deadline involved. I would have continued on and explained everything, which I did, and I ended up not taking his money this early anyway. So, after the exchange of several shouted, ahem, words, I took the phone and locked myself in the laundry room by pressing my back to the basket which was against the door, and I called my mom. She came over and I fought the same fight with my dad in front of her and my mom started crying and begged for him to not let me go with bitterness towards them. I folded clothes (normally everything goes on hangers but I was pretty much getting prepared for packing) and nothing got resolved. I'm still wrong, I'm still here, and I'm still leaving with bitterness towards him. I'm glad he worked so hard that last week and failed to maintain the relationship.
My dad and I just got into a little fight and my impulsive aggressive side came back to haunt me, as I punched the kitchen wall and did some damage to my right wrist. Before you go and think of how ridiculous that was, think about my nature and how much it would take for me to be set off considering what I am putting up with from some people. Think about what is like for someone who dislikes being lied to, to be called a liar with a perfectly reasonable argument. However, the person I fought with is never wrong; never makes a mistake, and sure as hell forgets nothing even under the influence of alcohol (note the extreme sarcasm) so I am a liar, obviously. I lied about something that I had no reason to keep from him; was I just going to hide the fact that $1000 disappeared from my account and that I also disappeared a month later? If my mom left a message to him about a bank and money don't you think I would have thought twice about lying about it? No, I was just not listened to. He did not listen to me when I explained why I needed it to be done by Friday, what it was for. He told me tonight that the only thing I said to him was about needing $1000 for graduation, which I would not have done if there was a deadline involved. I would have continued on and explained everything, which I did, and I ended up not taking his money this early anyway. So, after the exchange of several shouted, ahem, words, I took the phone and locked myself in the laundry room by pressing my back to the basket which was against the door, and I called my mom. She came over and I fought the same fight with my dad in front of her and my mom started crying and begged for him to not let me go with bitterness towards them. I folded clothes (normally everything goes on hangers but I was pretty much getting prepared for packing) and nothing got resolved. I'm still wrong, I'm still here, and I'm still leaving with bitterness towards him. I'm glad he worked so hard that last week and failed to maintain the relationship.