Worst day ever? Feels kinda good in a way though?...
Okay so today was the unveiling of my grandma's grave. Woo. Me and Pat arrived there a lil bit late. Kinda wierd. But i was kinda flipping out after he came to get me and a lil in the car, so maybe it was better to arrive late in a sane state, than on time in a completely imbalanced state. IDK. So yea unvailing happened cried oy. Then we al went back to my aunt Joanne's house. Fun with food, family, and cousins. Then disussion about how my dad won't let me go see my cousins who i hardly ever see for Thanksgiving. Then my family ganging up on him for it. Family getting pissed off cuz he's a stubborn fuckface. Me n family hanging out some more. Him leaving but "before i go i need to talk to you". Us fighting. And yelling. Alot. Him blocking me from getting out of the room, saying he'd call the police if I left the room, me asking what if I did leave the room? him saying maybe i won't let you back in my house...he does not have a job mind you, it's not really his money, therefore it technically is not really his house... Me saying i wanted to get out of the house. Me walking out of the room finally. Him trying to hug me goodbye and saying he loved me. Me rejecting it nd saying it wasn't good enough i need a change. Me telling my family and Pat all about it. Them supporting me 100%, boy I wish my father would do that whole supporting thing. My aunt offered to have me stay with her for a while and I really wanna do that, but my dad won't have it, but we'll get back to that. So I stay at my aun'ts house a bit longer and have people who love me a lot all around and I feel warm and fuzzy for the first time since first grade it's kinda nice I love my family and friends. Pat and I drive back to Smithtown, we both know there's no fucking way in hell I'm going back home yet. We chill for a bit. He's such a good friend, offers me a place to stay, a shoulder to cry on, a mother, and a family...and food. Drives me back to my house and offers to stick around while i duke it out with my dad in case i need someone to cry to, or if I'm not welcome in my house anymore, he'll take me with him, he's going to the diner with Tom after anyway, so i'll be more company. Me and my dad fight a lot, I tell him I wanna move in with my aunt, he says no, is that even possible?, says I'm 17 so I'm not equal to him and I have no rights as long as I'm under his roof, I say so then why don't you just let me move out from underneath your house?, he says because it wouldn't be good for you, he says because i know, well you're just a fucking all-knowing genious now aren't you dad? the conversation ends very unpleasantly... meantime Pat is standing in my doorway the whole time, my dad has no clue, unfortunately my dad goes to put something in the doorway and sees Pat,this si the conversation: "how long have you been here?" "bout 5, 10 minutes" "how did you get in here?" "caitlin gave me an extra set of keys" "CAITLIN, YOU DON'T DO THAT" "um, yea ok". "Pat could you give the keys back?" "already put em on the hook" "...oh" "Caitlin you get 5 minutes with Pat and then i want to talk to you" Yea, never gave Pat keys. I think he's my new partner in crime. Thank chickens for his fast thinking. Basically, i don't know what i would do without my family and Pat and many of my other friends who are always there for me no matter what, thanks guys. HEARTS!!! Yea so now i want to be disowned. a lot. At least I'm going to Rhode Island for Thanksgiving. Yay! :) Must be going now...much too tired not to. Goodnight all, yay for BOCES performance tomorrow. :/