Parental bullshit.
Yeah. I was talking to Jaime on AIM and I'm too lazy to retype it all, so I copied and pasted it into here.
Me (4:43:13 PM): Last night, they had gone to walk the dog. And when they came home, I was on the computer talking to Nate and working on art.
Me (4:43:46 PM): And when they came home, they asked me to go get the car keys from Mare's dad-- and I said, "Aww, that would mean I'd have to say bye and log out and listen to Stewart rant and then come back." Just PICKING.
Me (4:44:20 PM): And then I asked why they didn't just go over while they were out with Buddy, and they both started freaking out and said that I was ungrateful and lazy, and that I never did ANYTHING around the house. Which is fucking BULLSHIT.
Me (4:45:13 PM): And then today, dad was supposed to come pick me up at school-- and we get out at 2:52. Well, I went around and waited for him-- even though Blake was there to take us home, and I waited until 3:05. I called his cell phone and the house phone multiple times trying to figure out where he was and such, but never got a hold of him. So I just went home with Blake.
Me (4:45:35 PM): So I came home and called Mom's cell, I was gonna ask her where dad was. And DAD answers, saying, "WHY ARE YOU AT HOME!?!?"
Me (4:45:53 PM): And he claims that he was waiting at the school -right in front of the doors- at 3:00.
Me (4:46:24 PM): In -my- car. If I stood there waiting and didn't get home until 3:20 because of it, I think I would've noticed if MY car were sitting right in fucking front of me.
Me(4:46:44 PM): So he gets all pissy on the phone and says, "Y'know what? Just forget it!" and hangs up on me. So I call mom to see if they'd been fighting or something, and SHE BACKS HIM UP.
Retards, no?
Nate, I'll call you tonight if the game is over in time. I might not be online because Sam's having Mare sleep over at her house, and I might go with them. Blah.
Me (4:43:13 PM): Last night, they had gone to walk the dog. And when they came home, I was on the computer talking to Nate and working on art.
Me (4:43:46 PM): And when they came home, they asked me to go get the car keys from Mare's dad-- and I said, "Aww, that would mean I'd have to say bye and log out and listen to Stewart rant and then come back." Just PICKING.
Me (4:44:20 PM): And then I asked why they didn't just go over while they were out with Buddy, and they both started freaking out and said that I was ungrateful and lazy, and that I never did ANYTHING around the house. Which is fucking BULLSHIT.
Me (4:45:13 PM): And then today, dad was supposed to come pick me up at school-- and we get out at 2:52. Well, I went around and waited for him-- even though Blake was there to take us home, and I waited until 3:05. I called his cell phone and the house phone multiple times trying to figure out where he was and such, but never got a hold of him. So I just went home with Blake.
Me (4:45:35 PM): So I came home and called Mom's cell, I was gonna ask her where dad was. And DAD answers, saying, "WHY ARE YOU AT HOME!?!?"
Me (4:45:53 PM): And he claims that he was waiting at the school -right in front of the doors- at 3:00.
Me (4:46:24 PM): In -my- car. If I stood there waiting and didn't get home until 3:20 because of it, I think I would've noticed if MY car were sitting right in fucking front of me.
Me(4:46:44 PM): So he gets all pissy on the phone and says, "Y'know what? Just forget it!" and hangs up on me. So I call mom to see if they'd been fighting or something, and SHE BACKS HIM UP.
Retards, no?
Nate, I'll call you tonight if the game is over in time. I might not be online because Sam's having Mare sleep over at her house, and I might go with them. Blah.