My eventfully crappy day. How lovely.
Why are my parents so strict and critical when it comes to me? They tell me that they are gonna get me a car and let me get my license so that I can get a job. Well, they never have. When I asked them about it, they would say that they would get me a car as soon as I got a job. That's what they kept saying, even though I was turned down for jobs
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For the past, I dunno, two months, I've done ALL of the laundry...If I go a day without doing any, I get yelled at, while Amber does nothing and is praised.
My mom pushed me to drop the IB program since the spring semester of my freshman year. I finally did, and now she acts like I'm some delinquient who does nothing in school.
Maybe I'm not killing myself for on IB diploma, but I'm an IB certificate candidate (after sitting an IB examination last year) and an AP student now. Not to mention it's her son who's going to be the dropout if he doesn't learn to do his own schoolwork soon. I'm going to college next year, and in a couple of years, my dad won't be able to take care of his math homework, because my dad forgot it or sucks at it. I won't be there to cut and put together boxes for him, my mom won't be there to outline his chapters or loop his belt through his pants to make sure he has a pair of socks every morning and he's fucking eleven years old.
I'm not sure if my parents are aware of this, but "AP" isn't some cool acronym for "mediocre and remedial."
Their younger child, however perfect his pitch is (yes, okay? I'm jealous of it) is the one with problems right now. /end rant.
My point, if I haven't exhausted it, is that my mom is the same.
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