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Many have heard the phrase, "There's no place like home." Well, for some cases that may be true, but in mine there is another place that could most definitely be mistaken for "home." Most haveheard of it, some don't believe in it, and some worship it. Hell. I live in Hell. I've come to the realization to the only time I AM happy is when I'm not at home, or when my dad isn't at home at the same time I am. Here's the dealio, he says he wishes I would talk to him more. I try to talk to him today about going to Marble Falls to see my friend that I haven't seen in TWO YEARS. I even express the length of time it's been since I've last seen her and how much I miss her. His response? "I don't care how long it's been since you've seen her, you're NOT going to Marble Falls." By now I'm still not arguing, just trying to figure out his logic behind it, yet he accuses me of arguing and just tells me stop talking about it. Stop talking. Isn't that what he wanted me to do in the first place? What a hypocrit. It's a straight shot to Marble Falls on 1431, but it's "too dangerous of a road." I drive on 1431 all the freaking time. What's different about 1431 and all the other highways around here? Yeah, NOTHING. My dad's such an ignoramus. I hope it comes back to slap him in the face. If it doesn't, I dunno what's stopping me from doing it.. Pft, I'm going anyways. Who cares what the overprotective, cant figure out what's best for me, wants to push all his beliefs on me, jerk thinks? Oh, oh, oh, and also he said, "It's been two years, you can wait two months.." That phrase makes NO SENSE!! Why would added on wait time be acceptable? He doesn't even have friends so he wouldn't know what this feels like. Stupid old fogey needs a life instead of dstroying mine.