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so, I'm so fuckin' sick of my dad ignoring me. Like... there are parents who don't care... and there's my dad who bitches and moans about how he wishes he could have been there, if only somebody had told him. Like seriously. The concert on Wednesday? pretty damn sure I put it on the calendar like last month. The last thing to be added was the time and I added that on Monday. Today? I now have two god damn hours to figure out how to fill because he drove off without me while dropping Aaron off. I mean.. just damn him. I can't go hang out with my friends because they each have this little thing they need to do, whether it's yearbook, senior video, songs, speeches... me. I got the song that the class officers wanted to do sooo badly, but don' ever really work on it... so the whole class is singing some 1st grade kind song with minor harmonizing and half the class hasn' even heard it despite having to practice sessions now. At lunch.
So I'm sitting here at school... doing nothing. When I could be at home... doing nothing. And then finally getting off my lazy ass to help out around the house. Hell, I actually want to skip the doing nothing and go straight to the working. But fuck no. STUCK. HERE. With Miss Opinion Amy, and busy class 07 who if not busy, is at home. I feel like a third wheel, I'm tired, I'm crabby, and I'm so freakin' mad at my dad. I TOLD HIM LAST NIGHT! that Aaron and I would be doing a trade off. But no. I walk out of the school and there's my brother walkin' up the sidewalk half an hour early for the next testing and he points and I see dad. Driving up to the Hwy... totally out of range for yelling, chasing... tried to call him, loser don' have his cell on him. Why the hell did he get one if he's never gonna use it!? 'specially during semesters when we're all stressing and we need things.
Have I mentioned how sick I am of him blowing me off? $10 he don' go to Graduation. Either because he forgot and he has work that day or because he's too tired or his back hurts... pisses me off. Always a thousand things to do with him. Never with me. "Hey Aaron, wanna help me fix the car? Hey Aaron, wanna come to town with me? Want to go see a car show? Want to go see a movie? Go get lunch? Go to Wal*Mart?" So sick and tired of this.
So I'm sitting here at school... doing nothing. When I could be at home... doing nothing. And then finally getting off my lazy ass to help out around the house. Hell, I actually want to skip the doing nothing and go straight to the working. But fuck no. STUCK. HERE. With Miss Opinion Amy, and busy class 07 who if not busy, is at home. I feel like a third wheel, I'm tired, I'm crabby, and I'm so freakin' mad at my dad. I TOLD HIM LAST NIGHT! that Aaron and I would be doing a trade off. But no. I walk out of the school and there's my brother walkin' up the sidewalk half an hour early for the next testing and he points and I see dad. Driving up to the Hwy... totally out of range for yelling, chasing... tried to call him, loser don' have his cell on him. Why the hell did he get one if he's never gonna use it!? 'specially during semesters when we're all stressing and we need things.
Have I mentioned how sick I am of him blowing me off? $10 he don' go to Graduation. Either because he forgot and he has work that day or because he's too tired or his back hurts... pisses me off. Always a thousand things to do with him. Never with me. "Hey Aaron, wanna help me fix the car? Hey Aaron, wanna come to town with me? Want to go see a car show? Want to go see a movie? Go get lunch? Go to Wal*Mart?" So sick and tired of this.