let's just go out for coffee, ok?
So Will's going, You suck. You let your mom decide everything. Fucking stand up for yourself. Tell her you're an adult. You don't need to do everything she says.
And I'm thinking, Yes. I know. I know. I just can't say that to her.
And I'm saying, I would, but she won't listen.
He says, Fuck that.
I'm realizing he's getting pissed and I better fix this. I want to do what he's talking about. Not because HE'S talking about it, but because he has a serious point.
Oh right. The Point is I don't want to go to Las Vegas with my parents. He says I should stand up for myself and tell them that I'm not going. I'm seriously debating just asking for the car and driving around for a week. That would kick ass.
I told him what I wanted. Then he got more forceful. Encouraging me to tell her. So I do.
Me: I don't want to go to Las Vegas with you guys.
Mom: Okay. Where do you want to go?
Me: Um. I don't know. Maybe just go visit people, you know.
Mom: Visit who? Where? We'll make a trip out of it then.
Me: Um. See, I kind of meant WITHOUT you guys.
Mom: Oh? Jaime you don't have money and blahblahblah young, dependent, child blah blah i'm boring blah blah blah.
Me: MOM.
Mom: uh?
Me: I'm not a child, I don't need you to make plans and mash my potatoes anymore. I can tie my own shoes and match my own clothes [she laughs]. Well I can dress myself anyway. I buy my own things. I have a job. I can drive. I'm 18 and I'm leaving for college in a few months. I'm not a child anymore.
Mom: [frowns].
I leave. Except for the potatoes thing, I think it went pretty well. I think I should mention that even though Will [I'm pretty sure] wants me to visit him during my break, I want to go to Florida to visit Jonathan. And Sarah if you're in my way.
And I'm thinking, Yes. I know. I know. I just can't say that to her.
And I'm saying, I would, but she won't listen.
He says, Fuck that.
I'm realizing he's getting pissed and I better fix this. I want to do what he's talking about. Not because HE'S talking about it, but because he has a serious point.
Oh right. The Point is I don't want to go to Las Vegas with my parents. He says I should stand up for myself and tell them that I'm not going. I'm seriously debating just asking for the car and driving around for a week. That would kick ass.
I told him what I wanted. Then he got more forceful. Encouraging me to tell her. So I do.
Me: I don't want to go to Las Vegas with you guys.
Mom: Okay. Where do you want to go?
Me: Um. I don't know. Maybe just go visit people, you know.
Mom: Visit who? Where? We'll make a trip out of it then.
Me: Um. See, I kind of meant WITHOUT you guys.
Mom: Oh? Jaime you don't have money and blahblahblah young, dependent, child blah blah i'm boring blah blah blah.
Me: MOM.
Mom: uh?
Me: I'm not a child, I don't need you to make plans and mash my potatoes anymore. I can tie my own shoes and match my own clothes [she laughs]. Well I can dress myself anyway. I buy my own things. I have a job. I can drive. I'm 18 and I'm leaving for college in a few months. I'm not a child anymore.
Mom: [frowns].
I leave. Except for the potatoes thing, I think it went pretty well. I think I should mention that even though Will [I'm pretty sure] wants me to visit him during my break, I want to go to Florida to visit Jonathan. And Sarah if you're in my way.