You know what really grinds my gears
So i just got off from staples late because Derek is a psycho. I get home and my father says that me and him need to talk and its not gonna be friendly. I know its about financial shit and my car. It seems my parents dont have enough time to do anything constructive like make dinner, clean the house, watch their dogs, get a life, etc. But they do have an over abundance of time to talk about me and how im screwing up mine and their lives. Last night when I should have been sleeping I heard my name mentioned a few times. Its getting on my last nerve. I sware as soon as I can Im out of this place for good. No more bitching, no more mess, and no more god damn dogs. Plus Melissa the new retard at staples was ranting about god and was getting shitty because Dan and I arent christians. Off to walgreens.