what the hell
so i know i haven't written anything here in forever but i need to write this out or i will combust.
so like 3 months ago i got into a car accident. 95 ford taurus went bye bye. i wasn't in love with the thing, of course, so i was indifferent to losing it. but i mean it could have been worse, at least i had something to get around in.
anyway, i've had no other mode of transportation but to drive my dads 20 year old dodge spirit. it runs, yes. but there's this rattling which sounds like pipes ready to fall out from underneath. fortunately this has not happened. yet. and there is no seat belt up front in the passenger side. which frustrates me to no end because when i pick mike up from the train station i feel like a taxi. he can't even sit next to me. but this crappy outdated box was what my dad bought. not me. HE bought it.
so this morning he comes into my room and has a full on conversation (i don't know with who because i was half asleep.) he was going on and on about a van and insurance and blah blah. so whatever, i said like several "yeahs" and konked back out. it's not until later in the day i realize he's bought a MINI VAN of all things: a nissan quest. we used to own one years ago but finally got rid of it. what the fuck a 52 year old man needs a mini van for is beyond me. also, he already owns a car!! so what pissed me off first of all, was he paid $2,000 for it. an answer i found out from my mother since when i tried asking my dad he got all defensive and nasty with me.
i mean, honestly...what. the. fuck.
there is no part of me that expects daddy to buy me a friggin bmw. i am not the privileged whiny bitch who's daddy buys her everything but i would think if you know full well your kid has no car and you have $2,000 like that, you would, i don't know...maybe help her put money down on a car?? instead of running out and buying a goddamned mini van????? he also announced to me that i would take his shit box car and pay for insurance on it. um. what? none of this was ever discussed with me. not once. not until the day he decided it. so now i have no car. because the dodge is no longer registered. he left me a fucking envelope with insurance information and i'm just supposed to be ok with it all. i've been saving what little money i can for a car. which he also knows.
i know telling them how i feel will only make it worse. it always has. what i feel seems to be a threat to my parents. (although for once my mother agrees. for whatever reason my dad keeps buying useless crap. this is not the first occurrence)
my dad will surely implode on me because i already got a taste of it just by asking him one simple question. it never matters what i think or say. it just doesn't to them.
never will.
so like 3 months ago i got into a car accident. 95 ford taurus went bye bye. i wasn't in love with the thing, of course, so i was indifferent to losing it. but i mean it could have been worse, at least i had something to get around in.
anyway, i've had no other mode of transportation but to drive my dads 20 year old dodge spirit. it runs, yes. but there's this rattling which sounds like pipes ready to fall out from underneath. fortunately this has not happened. yet. and there is no seat belt up front in the passenger side. which frustrates me to no end because when i pick mike up from the train station i feel like a taxi. he can't even sit next to me. but this crappy outdated box was what my dad bought. not me. HE bought it.
so this morning he comes into my room and has a full on conversation (i don't know with who because i was half asleep.) he was going on and on about a van and insurance and blah blah. so whatever, i said like several "yeahs" and konked back out. it's not until later in the day i realize he's bought a MINI VAN of all things: a nissan quest. we used to own one years ago but finally got rid of it. what the fuck a 52 year old man needs a mini van for is beyond me. also, he already owns a car!! so what pissed me off first of all, was he paid $2,000 for it. an answer i found out from my mother since when i tried asking my dad he got all defensive and nasty with me.
i mean, honestly...what. the. fuck.
there is no part of me that expects daddy to buy me a friggin bmw. i am not the privileged whiny bitch who's daddy buys her everything but i would think if you know full well your kid has no car and you have $2,000 like that, you would, i don't know...maybe help her put money down on a car?? instead of running out and buying a goddamned mini van????? he also announced to me that i would take his shit box car and pay for insurance on it. um. what? none of this was ever discussed with me. not once. not until the day he decided it. so now i have no car. because the dodge is no longer registered. he left me a fucking envelope with insurance information and i'm just supposed to be ok with it all. i've been saving what little money i can for a car. which he also knows.
i know telling them how i feel will only make it worse. it always has. what i feel seems to be a threat to my parents. (although for once my mother agrees. for whatever reason my dad keeps buying useless crap. this is not the first occurrence)
my dad will surely implode on me because i already got a taste of it just by asking him one simple question. it never matters what i think or say. it just doesn't to them.
never will.