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So i had these three boxes of college stuff that i was hesitant to put away since i am changing rooms in like 6 weeks ne way and why should i unpack it just to PACK it all back up again. Well that idea didnt sit well with my mother who needs every room in the house looking sparkling and nice. The boxes werent in the way or ne thing..they were in the corner of my room with the door CLOSED! Yesterday I got rear-ended by this dick head that just so happens to live in springfield too...and so i come home all upset cause its my first fender bender (luckily not my fault wahoo!) and she is all sympathetic. ONce that is taken care of she starts flipping out on me for not putting the stuff in the boxes away. Russ was there when she started to do this so i was like "lets go" so my mother wouldnt embariss herself even more. So we leave. Apparently my mom didnt like that either so she went up into my room and took all three boxes and stood at my door and just threw the contents ALLLLL over my room. My room was TRASHED. Perfume bottles broken, shit leaking every where, pictures bent or ripped, important papers fucked up all cause my mom is a psycho path. SO i go downstairs and start yelling and i dont get a word outta her. All my dad had to say was that he didnt do it. SO i clean it up while telling russ about it on the phone and finally go to bed.
I get woken up this morning at 8:30 because my mom needs me to drive her to her CURVES so she can exercise with my aunt. I over hear her telling my aunt what she did and she was laughing about it like she thought it was funny that she did that to her daughter. We get home and i really BITCH her out. So long story short it has been concluded that if i pay $300 a month for living, food, water, electricity then i can come and go as i please and she can NEVER nag me about what my room looks like EVER. People who have been in my house know that my mother keeps its soooo fucking clean all the time. THey all make jokes that you could eat off my floor. Its rediculous. So i went upstairs and wrote her a check for $300. I find that its pretty rediculous that i have to pay my parents $300 just to shut them up. I'm 18 years old....come on now..im not 12!! Its funny how all the kids in this house bitch about my psychotic mother but everyone gets along fine with my dad. Kinda makes you wonder why my mom hasnt figured that out herself. Whatever..i dont care...now i can sleep at russ's house and not have a curfew and have my licsense and not have my mother watching me like a hawk. I dont do drugs..i dont drink..i dont smoke...i dont get arrested and hang out with a bad crowd and i am getting an education....most parents would think that im an angel compared to what they have to put up with but NOOOOO my parents need more. I help around the house..i ride my mom to places she needs to go..i go pick shit up for her...i pay for shit...and its never enough. She bitches to me that i dont appreciate what they do for me ...well i do appreciate it all..but dont parents realize that when all they do is NAG NAG NAG and bitch to their kids that the kids totally negate what they might have done for them that was so nice a week ago. You focus on the present situation and the fact that you now HATE THEM for what they are doing to you.
God i hope i never turn into them.
Ok so about my accident that i barley mentioned earlier in my rant and rave about my mother...I was getting off of 352 going North bound on route 1 to springfield. I go down that curvey hill to get onto route 1. I stop at the stop sign and i am just about to merge in when BAAAAAAAMMM! This guy in a NIssan Pathfinder Bashes into my car. I am FREAKING OUT at this point cause I just got my licsense and when it comes to shit like accidents it makes me cry. I pull into the Centruy 21 parking lot on the right and so does he. I get out and the waterworks just start pouring and i cant stop it. Nothing wrong to his car of course...but mine...well there is so much paint missing off the bumper..the bumper is all dented and scrapped...and my trunk lid is all dented too. Its about $2,500 bucks worth of damage. SO i call the state troopers and they come and do a police report. The cop felt bad for me cause its my first accident. He gave me all his info and i went home. Russ was there to make me feel better since i was still scared. It def. sucked to drive home after just getting hit. I was scared shitless. So my mom calls the insurance people and deals with all that. NOw i wont have my car for fucking like 3 weeks cause of this when i JUST got it back from the dealership! UGH! Brand new car and it gets all fucked up. GRRR...At least the guy called here last night and wondered how i was....but still if he only paid attention to traffic coming and where a fucking car was BEFORE he started to go...then his insurance rate per month wouldnt sky rocket and he wouldnt have to dish out 3 grand and my car would still be pretty and brand new. Driving sucks!
I get woken up this morning at 8:30 because my mom needs me to drive her to her CURVES so she can exercise with my aunt. I over hear her telling my aunt what she did and she was laughing about it like she thought it was funny that she did that to her daughter. We get home and i really BITCH her out. So long story short it has been concluded that if i pay $300 a month for living, food, water, electricity then i can come and go as i please and she can NEVER nag me about what my room looks like EVER. People who have been in my house know that my mother keeps its soooo fucking clean all the time. THey all make jokes that you could eat off my floor. Its rediculous. So i went upstairs and wrote her a check for $300. I find that its pretty rediculous that i have to pay my parents $300 just to shut them up. I'm 18 years old....come on now..im not 12!! Its funny how all the kids in this house bitch about my psychotic mother but everyone gets along fine with my dad. Kinda makes you wonder why my mom hasnt figured that out herself. Whatever..i dont care...now i can sleep at russ's house and not have a curfew and have my licsense and not have my mother watching me like a hawk. I dont do drugs..i dont drink..i dont smoke...i dont get arrested and hang out with a bad crowd and i am getting an education....most parents would think that im an angel compared to what they have to put up with but NOOOOO my parents need more. I help around the house..i ride my mom to places she needs to go..i go pick shit up for her...i pay for shit...and its never enough. She bitches to me that i dont appreciate what they do for me ...well i do appreciate it all..but dont parents realize that when all they do is NAG NAG NAG and bitch to their kids that the kids totally negate what they might have done for them that was so nice a week ago. You focus on the present situation and the fact that you now HATE THEM for what they are doing to you.
God i hope i never turn into them.
Ok so about my accident that i barley mentioned earlier in my rant and rave about my mother...I was getting off of 352 going North bound on route 1 to springfield. I go down that curvey hill to get onto route 1. I stop at the stop sign and i am just about to merge in when BAAAAAAAMMM! This guy in a NIssan Pathfinder Bashes into my car. I am FREAKING OUT at this point cause I just got my licsense and when it comes to shit like accidents it makes me cry. I pull into the Centruy 21 parking lot on the right and so does he. I get out and the waterworks just start pouring and i cant stop it. Nothing wrong to his car of course...but mine...well there is so much paint missing off the bumper..the bumper is all dented and scrapped...and my trunk lid is all dented too. Its about $2,500 bucks worth of damage. SO i call the state troopers and they come and do a police report. The cop felt bad for me cause its my first accident. He gave me all his info and i went home. Russ was there to make me feel better since i was still scared. It def. sucked to drive home after just getting hit. I was scared shitless. So my mom calls the insurance people and deals with all that. NOw i wont have my car for fucking like 3 weeks cause of this when i JUST got it back from the dealership! UGH! Brand new car and it gets all fucked up. GRRR...At least the guy called here last night and wondered how i was....but still if he only paid attention to traffic coming and where a fucking car was BEFORE he started to go...then his insurance rate per month wouldnt sky rocket and he wouldnt have to dish out 3 grand and my car would still be pretty and brand new. Driving sucks!