Oct 23, 2006 00:33
So, I have decided that the gods enjoy my pain.
For some reason that I have yet to understand, I am about 113 dollars overdrawn in my checking account. Oh, you read that right. So, my first instinct is to fix this. Then I realize that I don't get paid until Wed. By then half of my check will be gone. So, I ask my mom. She (of course) doesn't have much money to help her, let alone me. I call Abbes. I know she won't have it, but I want a sympathetic (sp?) ear. That is the very reason why i don't call kelly. For some reason, a voice was telling me to call dad. So, listening to this stupid voice in my head, I call. He asks what happened to the 2 hundred that he gave me last time. I rolled my eyes at that but didn't say anything. That money went to fixing my car about three months ago. He says that he can give it to me on Mon. I say ok, since I'm off on Monday. Then we talk about christmas, which means I'll have to add him to my list. INSERT HUGE SIGH HERE!!! We hang up. About two hours later, i decide that this emotional baggage that demands to be claimed whenever I talk to him isn't worth 113 dollars. I'm just gonna wait until wed. I'll tell dad that 2morrow. It'll just seem like I paid the same bills twice this month by the time wed. rolls around. Trust me when i say that's better than seeing my father.
Who was the idiot that said these were the best years of my life? He's a big fat liar.
here's to a better tomorrow.