Burning passion of hatey-ness.
Oh my fucking god, I hate my dad. With a burning passion. Of hatey-ness. For real.
No but being serious now...He's trying to ruin everything I have. He was at the bar uptown in Flanagan here last night, talking shit about Jake. He was saying, out loud, so everyone can hear, that he will put Jake in jail if something happens that shouldn't happen between me and him, just because he wants to piss about something so he's known in that little po-dunk town. Well, he obviously didn't know that Jake's mom is a cook at that bar, and she heard everything he said about Jake, and Jake was ALSO there, sitting not even 5 feet from him, but his blind ass didn't even notice he was there. So both of them heard him say it, including the rest of Flanagan. So now Jake's mom is really paranoid that my dad is serious about this, and she just doesn't want to be liable for anything Jake "does", so now she's all kicking me out of his house at 1 AM, and she most likely doesn't like me nor my family anymore. Dad put Jake in a really bad position, because Jake also (most likely) thinks he's serious. My dad's cool with Jake, I just have to convince him and his parents that. Which is going to be near impossible because dad decides to project just the opposite, just because he's an attention whore and wants to pick a fight with someone so people in town know him and get into his "business". I truly and utterly hate him. He's not invited to my wedding. Nope. No way. I can't wait until Sunday though, because Jake's moving into his apartment. Huzzah!!!
But that's the only good thing that's come of this day. Oh yeah, and mom randomly bought me a bitch load of clothes today..for no apparent reason! I told her that I put this shirt on hold at Vanity (ironically, since I loathe the mall.) and that we needed to pick it up. So we get to the mall, and the first store she heads for is Wilson's. So I figure that she's just gonna wander around looking at all the pretty things, griping that she can't afford anything nice, and then just leave. But she makes me try on all these slinkster coats (I didn't really complain) and I was like "Okay, well we can get my shirt now." and she goes "No, try on this brown one, it looks nice." So I try it on, and it fits beautifully. So she goes ahead and buys me this lovely brown suede jacket that cost about $150 on a whim. How nice. Then we go into Vanity where my shirt is, and she BUYS me the shirt, plus another whole outfit that cost about $60. Yet again, on a whim. It's insane...who is this woman and what did she do with my angry self-loathing mother?? I'm so confused...I just want to sleep. I also want a cig, but I'm too tired to get into my backpack and go outside to smoke it. So...good night. I hate fathers. They ruin everything.
(On a lighter note, I love Jake. I got to see him tonight, woot!)
No but being serious now...He's trying to ruin everything I have. He was at the bar uptown in Flanagan here last night, talking shit about Jake. He was saying, out loud, so everyone can hear, that he will put Jake in jail if something happens that shouldn't happen between me and him, just because he wants to piss about something so he's known in that little po-dunk town. Well, he obviously didn't know that Jake's mom is a cook at that bar, and she heard everything he said about Jake, and Jake was ALSO there, sitting not even 5 feet from him, but his blind ass didn't even notice he was there. So both of them heard him say it, including the rest of Flanagan. So now Jake's mom is really paranoid that my dad is serious about this, and she just doesn't want to be liable for anything Jake "does", so now she's all kicking me out of his house at 1 AM, and she most likely doesn't like me nor my family anymore. Dad put Jake in a really bad position, because Jake also (most likely) thinks he's serious. My dad's cool with Jake, I just have to convince him and his parents that. Which is going to be near impossible because dad decides to project just the opposite, just because he's an attention whore and wants to pick a fight with someone so people in town know him and get into his "business". I truly and utterly hate him. He's not invited to my wedding. Nope. No way. I can't wait until Sunday though, because Jake's moving into his apartment. Huzzah!!!
But that's the only good thing that's come of this day. Oh yeah, and mom randomly bought me a bitch load of clothes today..for no apparent reason! I told her that I put this shirt on hold at Vanity (ironically, since I loathe the mall.) and that we needed to pick it up. So we get to the mall, and the first store she heads for is Wilson's. So I figure that she's just gonna wander around looking at all the pretty things, griping that she can't afford anything nice, and then just leave. But she makes me try on all these slinkster coats (I didn't really complain) and I was like "Okay, well we can get my shirt now." and she goes "No, try on this brown one, it looks nice." So I try it on, and it fits beautifully. So she goes ahead and buys me this lovely brown suede jacket that cost about $150 on a whim. How nice. Then we go into Vanity where my shirt is, and she BUYS me the shirt, plus another whole outfit that cost about $60. Yet again, on a whim. It's insane...who is this woman and what did she do with my angry self-loathing mother?? I'm so confused...I just want to sleep. I also want a cig, but I'm too tired to get into my backpack and go outside to smoke it. So...good night. I hate fathers. They ruin everything.
(On a lighter note, I love Jake. I got to see him tonight, woot!)