Mar 04, 2005 23:27
Seriously, I REALLY can't wait until I'm able to "move out" and be a true independent. But first and foremost, I seriously wish I could catch a glimpse of my future to see if I will be going away to college. That way I can live some-what independent via: apartment or dorm, and if that's not the case, then I can change whatever the hell I'm doing now so such would be the case later down the line.
Really I truly am sick of all the drama-filled bullshit that I have to deal with non-stop at home. Be it my parents or my BROTHERS or of course my parents again. I mean seriously it gets tiresome and quick at that.
To get to the point basically I wasn't able to go out today. And today being FRI is my "going out day" since I'm mostly stuck home 6 days of the week. I'm stuck at home 95% of the week because of my one and only 3 siblings. I have to watch them while the parentals either work or "go out" themselves and it's just URG sometimes. I mean when it comes down to it, they're NOT MY RESPONSIBLITY and I didn't suck ta fuck to have kids so umm, I'm NOT the parent here and they shouldn't be taking up most of MY time.
But in retrospect, I am still living at home and under my parents income if you will so it's only fair. So yeah I was just venting there I guess...
Anyway I was trying to find out how I was going to get to my friends house since I couldn't drive the car [got into a mild' accident this monday] and I missed the bus already. So I decided to call a cab and I asked my father for money. Upon recieving the money and trying to head to the phone my mother asks "What Happened." >> To which I reply "I'm taking a cab now." So then she replies "Why?..." to which I reply "I'm taking the cab," ...yet again. Now mind you I was trying to hurry so I could call the cab, I wasn't really paying attention to what was being said, and I was trying to think of a response all at once but "...the cab" came out beforehand.
Now mind you: I WASN'T trying to be a smart-ass, nor was I trying to make it seem like I didn't want her to know. I mean it wasn't that serious at all so why would I not want her to know? I mean seriously. But of course she flipps the fuck out and takes it the wrong way thinking exactly what wasn't intended for her to think at all. And I'm the bad guy, I was being a smart-ass, and I don't need to go anywhere for being such a "pompus prick" or whatever. JeeZ.
And you wonder why it's time to move out huh? Point across(ed)?