Ouch Dad
So on the way to work this morning my dad brakes the silence by saying "You should buy that car your cousin has up for sale."
"How much?" I say.
"5,300."
I said "Do you know how long it'd take me to save that? Our paychecks bearly pay the bills."
His reply was "Didnt I tell you not to drop out of high school so you could be sombody!?"
I said "I did finish high school!"
And he said "Oh, that's why you're a nurse making lots of money."
We have had this exact conversation before. It kinda stings when he says this, I don't know why.
As far as high school goes, I dropped out my senior year with but a few months to go. Stupidest thing I ever did. But I went back the next year to finish. I went the full year, but I was dignosed with a rare kidney disease halfway through and my immune system was to weak for me to be around all the other students, so I was home bound. I made stright As that year in all classes but one. Enviornmental Science. The teacher never gave my homebound teacher all my work for the class and I failed, by four points. My homebound teacher even went to the schoolboard to protest it and they said I'd have to go another yeah. By this time I was getting sicker and sicker and my parents couldn't afford another year of homebound teaching so I didn't graduate. And I was supposed to die anyway, so I didn't really care at that point. But to this day, I am still upset about the whole situation. I wanted more than anything to graduate, I'd be the first in my family since my grandmother. He knows this, why does he keep picking at the scab. Ugh.
Besides, I don't want another car. I want to save up to get mine fixed. I love my car, even if she is a bit older with more dings and scratches but I love my little mustang.
Anyway, back to work for me.
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