I feel so loved...
I think my father may in fact hate me. That sounds harsh, but it's true.
Yesterday, my car was making a horrific sound when I turned corners. It didn't do it everytime, but it was annoying enough for Leah to say something about it. It sounded like my car was going to fall apart. I told my mom when I got home from school, and she looked at me like "and I care why?" and said "Tell your father". Ok, so I tell my dad. He tells me that I'm a car-hypochrondriac and that there's nothing wrong with it. Yeah, then why is it still making the noise??
He took my car to get it washed this morning (and didn't ask me if he could before hand, I don't like him driving my car) and said he didn't hear the noise. "If anything, it's your power steering". No Father, it isn't. That sound would be coming from the FRONT of my car, the noise I heard was coming from the back. And it was LOUD.
So why should any of you care about this? Well, because of the fact that I am a 17 year old girl who knows next to nothing about cars, and thinks hers is broken, but my father doesn't care enough abuot me to take it in and get it fixed yet again. The last two times my car has needed something, I haven't had time to deal with it, so my mom took it in. My dad is supposed to fix my car for me, but he doesn't even care. He's sitting in my kitchen right now doing work for church and doesn't even see that I'm ridiculously pissed off. I bet he won't even notice that I took my spare keys back or that I'm abuot to leave for the rest of the afternoon and drive around and do nothing just because I can't stand to be in this hell hole all day.
Every little girl wants to be protected by someone, but that's not what he does for me. Andrea's his little sweetheart, and Jonathan's his boy, so where does that leave me? Out of luck and with a crappy car. Thanks Dad, I love you too.
Yesterday, my car was making a horrific sound when I turned corners. It didn't do it everytime, but it was annoying enough for Leah to say something about it. It sounded like my car was going to fall apart. I told my mom when I got home from school, and she looked at me like "and I care why?" and said "Tell your father". Ok, so I tell my dad. He tells me that I'm a car-hypochrondriac and that there's nothing wrong with it. Yeah, then why is it still making the noise??
He took my car to get it washed this morning (and didn't ask me if he could before hand, I don't like him driving my car) and said he didn't hear the noise. "If anything, it's your power steering". No Father, it isn't. That sound would be coming from the FRONT of my car, the noise I heard was coming from the back. And it was LOUD.
So why should any of you care about this? Well, because of the fact that I am a 17 year old girl who knows next to nothing about cars, and thinks hers is broken, but my father doesn't care enough abuot me to take it in and get it fixed yet again. The last two times my car has needed something, I haven't had time to deal with it, so my mom took it in. My dad is supposed to fix my car for me, but he doesn't even care. He's sitting in my kitchen right now doing work for church and doesn't even see that I'm ridiculously pissed off. I bet he won't even notice that I took my spare keys back or that I'm abuot to leave for the rest of the afternoon and drive around and do nothing just because I can't stand to be in this hell hole all day.
Every little girl wants to be protected by someone, but that's not what he does for me. Andrea's his little sweetheart, and Jonathan's his boy, so where does that leave me? Out of luck and with a crappy car. Thanks Dad, I love you too.