fights
I just got back from running. I feel so fatigued. Wow am I out of shape. I jogged a mile and I plan on doing some situps and the crossbow later at my friend B's house. Well when I got back from running I come into the house to the smell of smoke. I fucking hate that smell worse than anything else, and after running it really sets me off. So I tell my mom to put it out because it hurts me to breathe it and moreso after just finishing running. She tells me no. Usually I am pretty easygoing and blase about everything, but plain rudeness bothers me. I go off telling her how disgusting it is to smoke in the house and how badly everything smells because her and my father cannot go outside (it is about 60 degrees out) to smoke. So my father storms in and starts shoving me, and of course I am pretty pissed off by then so I stand my ground. He shoves me again, so I shove him back. I think that really took him off guard. He yelled at me and shoved me a couple more times, but it really did not matter. I think I proved to him that I am not a child to be pushed around. Do not misconstrue the situation. My father is not abusive by any means. They let me get away with a lot more than most parents do. Anyway, he called me into his room later to tell me to never stand up to him the way I did earlier. Whatever. I feel very badly considering my last post, but I think it reiterates that we are all human and have conflict. I was just asking for a little courtesy to begin with, but perhaps I am not correct in the way this was handled. I should not have stood up for myself the way I did, but I still should have stood up for myself.
Current Mood: somewhat disappointed in myself
Current Music: finch - what it is to burn