Teenaged angst ridden post. Beware.
How dare she...
My mother expects me to spend the rest of MY summer vacation at MY GRANDMOTHERS HOUSE to avoid "bad company?"
HOW DARE SHE! I know, I respect the fact that she is my mom and I'm not exactly 18 yet AND that I love my grandmother with all my heart but HOW DARE SHE? How does SHE have the nerve to force me to stay away from MY ROOM in MY HOUSE away from MY FRIENDS and MY HOBBIES? I don't care, I'm 16 years old. Don't you think I should have A LITTLE more freedom than that? She talks about "Oh, I want you to become more independent, Kristine. I want you to make friends and get yourself out into the world make something for yourself. I don't want your grandmother controlling you and I anymore. I'm sick of that."
BUT NO. I'm stuck here, all by myself with hardly anything to do for 4 MORE WEEKS? I want to spend the rest of the summer in my own home or out with my own friends, ok? Is that too much to ask for? For christs sake, she won't even let me get a job anywhere except McDonnalds. WHAT THE HELL? EVERYONE WORKS AT FUCKING MCDONNALDS. I DON'T WANT TO WORK WHERE EVERYONE ELSE WORKS YOU SPINELESS, BLOODSUCKING BITCH.
My brain is rotting away as I type this. I don't have anything to do here. I don't have enough clothes, I don't have my guitar, I don't have my CD's, I don't have my movies, I don't have ANY MONEY TO GET AROUND THIS GOD FORSAKEN CITY, and my friends all live an hours drive away from here. I can't work on any of my websites because all of my crap is on my PC at home, nor can I work on my stories or poetry or work on any of my art projects because this computer doesn't even have photoshop. What the hell am I supposed to do? My grandmother is a tightass, so I can't go anywhere without having to explain myself 20 times for 20 minutes, I had to beg her to go to see a movie with my cousin. SHE DIDN'T EVEN GIVE ME MONEY FOR A FUCKING MOVIE TICKET. I HAD TO BORROW 20 BUCKS FROM MY COUSIN. I HATE THAT.
Oh, and MOM? Don't get me started on my mom. I don't even want to talk about my mom. That's how much I have to say about my mom.
Oh oh, and don't you start with me on "Oh, you should be thankful! You should be thankful that you have a mother and a grandmother who CARE about you so much. You should be glad that you have a place too stay and a grandmother to visit." It's not that. It's not that at all. It's the fact that my life has to totally evolve around them all the time. I'm sick of having to spend time with them all the time. Can't I go out with my friends sometimes? Can't I do the things I love with some encouragement? Can't you give me an outlit to PROOVE that I am smart enough and responsible enough to handle things on my own? Why is it when you say when I get a bank account that you're not going to let me have a debit card? Why do I have to be on a shared plan if I ever get a cell phone? Why can't I go to get my learners permit yet? Why did you get rid of my collage fund? Why do you have to sit in on my sessions with my therapist and interrupt what I have to say every 5 seconds? Why do you call me useless all the time? Why am I an ungrateful little bitch to you? WHY WON'T YOU EVER TAKE ME SERIOUSLY!? FOR CHRISTS SAKE PLEASE CAN SOMEONE TAKE ME SERIOUSLY FOR ONCE!? I AM NOT A FUCKING JOKE, OK?
Why is it that you assume that just because you have 30 years on me that you're always right? Why do you always send me on guilt trips? WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SUCH AN IDIOT?
Burn.
In.
Hell.
My mother expects me to spend the rest of MY summer vacation at MY GRANDMOTHERS HOUSE to avoid "bad company?"
HOW DARE SHE! I know, I respect the fact that she is my mom and I'm not exactly 18 yet AND that I love my grandmother with all my heart but HOW DARE SHE? How does SHE have the nerve to force me to stay away from MY ROOM in MY HOUSE away from MY FRIENDS and MY HOBBIES? I don't care, I'm 16 years old. Don't you think I should have A LITTLE more freedom than that? She talks about "Oh, I want you to become more independent, Kristine. I want you to make friends and get yourself out into the world make something for yourself. I don't want your grandmother controlling you and I anymore. I'm sick of that."
BUT NO. I'm stuck here, all by myself with hardly anything to do for 4 MORE WEEKS? I want to spend the rest of the summer in my own home or out with my own friends, ok? Is that too much to ask for? For christs sake, she won't even let me get a job anywhere except McDonnalds. WHAT THE HELL? EVERYONE WORKS AT FUCKING MCDONNALDS. I DON'T WANT TO WORK WHERE EVERYONE ELSE WORKS YOU SPINELESS, BLOODSUCKING BITCH.
My brain is rotting away as I type this. I don't have anything to do here. I don't have enough clothes, I don't have my guitar, I don't have my CD's, I don't have my movies, I don't have ANY MONEY TO GET AROUND THIS GOD FORSAKEN CITY, and my friends all live an hours drive away from here. I can't work on any of my websites because all of my crap is on my PC at home, nor can I work on my stories or poetry or work on any of my art projects because this computer doesn't even have photoshop. What the hell am I supposed to do? My grandmother is a tightass, so I can't go anywhere without having to explain myself 20 times for 20 minutes, I had to beg her to go to see a movie with my cousin. SHE DIDN'T EVEN GIVE ME MONEY FOR A FUCKING MOVIE TICKET. I HAD TO BORROW 20 BUCKS FROM MY COUSIN. I HATE THAT.
Oh, and MOM? Don't get me started on my mom. I don't even want to talk about my mom. That's how much I have to say about my mom.
Oh oh, and don't you start with me on "Oh, you should be thankful! You should be thankful that you have a mother and a grandmother who CARE about you so much. You should be glad that you have a place too stay and a grandmother to visit." It's not that. It's not that at all. It's the fact that my life has to totally evolve around them all the time. I'm sick of having to spend time with them all the time. Can't I go out with my friends sometimes? Can't I do the things I love with some encouragement? Can't you give me an outlit to PROOVE that I am smart enough and responsible enough to handle things on my own? Why is it when you say when I get a bank account that you're not going to let me have a debit card? Why do I have to be on a shared plan if I ever get a cell phone? Why can't I go to get my learners permit yet? Why did you get rid of my collage fund? Why do you have to sit in on my sessions with my therapist and interrupt what I have to say every 5 seconds? Why do you call me useless all the time? Why am I an ungrateful little bitch to you? WHY WON'T YOU EVER TAKE ME SERIOUSLY!? FOR CHRISTS SAKE PLEASE CAN SOMEONE TAKE ME SERIOUSLY FOR ONCE!? I AM NOT A FUCKING JOKE, OK?
Why is it that you assume that just because you have 30 years on me that you're always right? Why do you always send me on guilt trips? WHY DO YOU ALWAYS MAKE ME FEEL LIKE SUCH AN IDIOT?
Burn.
In.
Hell.