These bandages cover more than scrapes, cuts and bruises from regrets and mistakes.
I guess my parents were serious about me staying in 4 nights a week. I'm really not happy about this. This is my summer. I work 2 real jobs, babysit and lifeguard on the side. Which adds up to a lot of hours each week. Which means I need time to relax. Relaxing, to me, is going out and having fun. Not sitting home on the computer, which is what I've done the past two nights. They say I've been spending too much money, and that they don't even know my friends. They think that I'm going to get in a car accident. They're mad because last week I spent about $75 on gas. They also think people have just been taking advantage of me for rides. In some cases, I agree with my parents on that point. But it's my car. I pay for gas and insurance. And if I am willing to let kids take advantage of me, it's my decision.
I tried discussing this with them. They then brought up the fact that I came in late the other night without calling. They were away; I didn't really think they were going to call the house and check up on me. I guess I shouldn't complain about this though because I got away with a lot that weekend. It could be much worse.
I also talked to my mom about going away for college. The plan is for me to get a full scholarship to St. Joseph's (I hope), live at home, and not pay like anything for college. That would be awesome financially, but I was a little worried about whatever rules they were going to set for me. But my mom surprised me and said I basically wouldn't have any rules, except to let her know I was alive every night. So I guess I'm going to stick to that plan.
I got in what was practically my first fight ever with my dad tonight. We usually just don't talk because of the differences in our schedules or whatever. There's still a lot I'd like to say to him.
I really can't take much more of this. I need to get out. It's only been two nights that I've stayed in, but it seems like forever since I've seen my friends.
I don't know, I've been kind of lonely lately.
I tried discussing this with them. They then brought up the fact that I came in late the other night without calling. They were away; I didn't really think they were going to call the house and check up on me. I guess I shouldn't complain about this though because I got away with a lot that weekend. It could be much worse.
I also talked to my mom about going away for college. The plan is for me to get a full scholarship to St. Joseph's (I hope), live at home, and not pay like anything for college. That would be awesome financially, but I was a little worried about whatever rules they were going to set for me. But my mom surprised me and said I basically wouldn't have any rules, except to let her know I was alive every night. So I guess I'm going to stick to that plan.
I got in what was practically my first fight ever with my dad tonight. We usually just don't talk because of the differences in our schedules or whatever. There's still a lot I'd like to say to him.
I really can't take much more of this. I need to get out. It's only been two nights that I've stayed in, but it seems like forever since I've seen my friends.
I don't know, I've been kind of lonely lately.