my hell
Oh yes, it's another depressing and boring day in extremely cold Ohio. Only difference between yesterday and today is now my mom and I are fighting, well kinda. She's so freaking dead set on me taking a class this summer to get a head start on college. And personally, I don't think she has any room to talk. She's already forcing me to live at home for the next two years since I start college at the community college in the fall. So since it's like ten minutes away, I get to live with my parents like I've been doing for the past 17 years and as usual have absolutely no life. I mean, so far, I get to stay in a dorm or an apartment after that, but, let's face it, the next two years are going to be a continuation of my previous and current hellish life. The bottom line: I DO NOT GET ALONG WITH MY MOM-NEVER HAVE, NEVER WILL!!!! She is the religious version of the reincarnation of Lucifer who thinks that she is God. Well, no that would be blasphemy which is against her religion, but anyway. She wants me to take a class during the summer and well...OH HELL NO!!! I've had to deal with summer homework for my AP classes for the past two summers, and I'm going to have to take classes during the summers that I'm enrolled at JCC cause they're required. So, for the love of God, give me one summer where I can sit on my ass and do absolutely nothing. PLEASE!!! I'm already going to be getting a job this summer so I can get some cash and hopefully buy a car sometime soon, so I don't have to keep driving my parents' car to school and college. And I sure as hell don't feel like spending my summer in a classroom listening to some dumb ass teacher. So, when I get home, I'm going to tell my mom everything with cuss words included, so maybe, just maybe, she'll listen to me just this once and maybe she'll quit acting like the dictator of my life. I mean I actually had to force her to go shopping with me last night at the mall. Yeah, she dictates my life, but she doesn't pay any attention to me since my grandma's sick (she's got Alzheimers disease plus Myelodisplastic Syndrome-long story). I love my grandma and all, but my mom spazzes over her like you wouldn't believe. I mean sometimes she needs to spaz but she totally ignores me cause she's always wanted to be just like her mom. And that's part of the problem. My grandma wanted to be exactly like my great-grandma, my mom wants to be exactly like my grandma, and my mom expects me to want to be exactly like her when I turned out more like my dad. And I'll be honest, I wanna be more like my dad-mainly cause he's not a religious zealot. Anywayz, I gotta go cause I think it may be time for me to try and find a psychiatrist or check myself into an institution or something. Just kidding, but sometimes it seems like a really good idea. Anyway, urm...whatever. TBC...