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Dec 10, 2003 01:34

Getting home at 12:30, the last thing I expected was for my Dad to lay into me. Literally, he just tore me to pieces. I said, do you REALLY want to get into it at 12:30 at night? He didn't answer me. He wants my acceptance letter from U of M for insurance purposes, but I'm not sure if I'm going there yet. I really want to go to Wayne State, and we've already decided that no matter where I go to school I'll still live in Dearborn in the townhouse I've selected. The drive downtown isn't that bad. He just really likes to get upset with me, and has already told me he'll pull the plug on all the finances if I screw up... ruin his credit... etc. etc., which I totally understand. Yes, I do get credit card crazy sometimes.. but when I have to start paying bills, I'll be a bit more strict on myself. They want me to go from endless money to monthly money. It's a hard transition!! I can't buy whatever I want anymore.. I actually have to look at the price tags. They teach me to be this certain person, then I immediatly have to change.. and if the change takes longer than THEY want it to, all hell breaks loose. Someone stop the insanity!

I told them, fine.. cut me off.. I'll just leave and you'll have no idea where I am, what I'm doing. Would you like that?? My mom says.. I'd hope you'd call once in awhile.. it's like WRONG ANSWER!!! She's not a ditz by any means.. the woman quotes Volatire for JC sake.. but.. sometimes I think she could be a little bit more... whatstheword.. empathetic?

I think my month has been made by tonight.
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