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Today sucks so far, and it's not showing any signs of improvement.
I stayed over Raul's house last night, since he was my ride to leave the mall. [Which was fun, by the way]
Last night when I get to his house I find out we're going to the beach today, so I was like oh awesome.
This morning I call my grandpa, I tell him I'll call him when I get back to Raul's house so he can pick me up.
He calls my mom and tells her, she calls me and tells me my grandpa's on his way to pick me up.
Because my dad is going to pick me up today.
So not only do my plans to the beach get ruined, but I can't go to the bbq at Chris's house later tonight.
So fucking annoying, I always need to go though hell and back, twice, just to go out somewhere on the weekend. Once to get permission to go, then again to get a ride. Last weekend was with my mom wanting me to go tot he key's. The weekend before I was with my dad. This weekend I'm with my dad, next weekend my mom's going to try to make me go to the keys. Which she can fuck off for because I'm going to chill with Daphne Saturday for her little get together thing for her birthday.
So my mother tells me to make plans the weekends when I'm not with my dad, so I try. And when I do, she pulls something out of her ass.
Okay, so I usually tend to get my way. I was supposed to be with my dad since last night, but he let me go to the movies and he's going to pick me up today. But I don't get why he doesn't just pick us up Saturday morning or Sunday morning and we chill for the day, he brings me back in the later afternoon. Because really, this is what happens at his house. He picks me up Friday, we do nothing that night, I sleep on the couch. I wake up Saturday morning to the sound of his parrot that I'm going to shoot one day with a neck or back ache from the couch. We'll go to the park or something, come back around 5 ish. The night repeats like Friday night; Sunday morning is repeated like Saturday morning except we don't go to the park, we stay home 'till around 4 when he brings us back home. Though sometimes We stay home Saturday and to the park Sunday. Once in a blue moon we'll go to the movies Saturday night.
Fucking stupid.
I stayed over Raul's house last night, since he was my ride to leave the mall. [Which was fun, by the way]
Last night when I get to his house I find out we're going to the beach today, so I was like oh awesome.
This morning I call my grandpa, I tell him I'll call him when I get back to Raul's house so he can pick me up.
He calls my mom and tells her, she calls me and tells me my grandpa's on his way to pick me up.
Because my dad is going to pick me up today.
So not only do my plans to the beach get ruined, but I can't go to the bbq at Chris's house later tonight.
So fucking annoying, I always need to go though hell and back, twice, just to go out somewhere on the weekend. Once to get permission to go, then again to get a ride. Last weekend was with my mom wanting me to go tot he key's. The weekend before I was with my dad. This weekend I'm with my dad, next weekend my mom's going to try to make me go to the keys. Which she can fuck off for because I'm going to chill with Daphne Saturday for her little get together thing for her birthday.
So my mother tells me to make plans the weekends when I'm not with my dad, so I try. And when I do, she pulls something out of her ass.
Okay, so I usually tend to get my way. I was supposed to be with my dad since last night, but he let me go to the movies and he's going to pick me up today. But I don't get why he doesn't just pick us up Saturday morning or Sunday morning and we chill for the day, he brings me back in the later afternoon. Because really, this is what happens at his house. He picks me up Friday, we do nothing that night, I sleep on the couch. I wake up Saturday morning to the sound of his parrot that I'm going to shoot one day with a neck or back ache from the couch. We'll go to the park or something, come back around 5 ish. The night repeats like Friday night; Sunday morning is repeated like Saturday morning except we don't go to the park, we stay home 'till around 4 when he brings us back home. Though sometimes We stay home Saturday and to the park Sunday. Once in a blue moon we'll go to the movies Saturday night.
Fucking stupid.