Posted

Apr 5th 2005

Mood

Disgusted

Music

The yelling and screaming.

My family maddens me to the brink of insanity. They cannot for the life of them remember what it is like to be 15.
Here's the deal. We're leaving to Ontario this summer. Gone for SIX WEEKS. Now, you might say, that's not that bad Vik, family vacations are fun! You should love you family and yaddayaddayadda. But you have not met my family!
And if you HAVE met my family, then please, try to imagine spending three days in a a car with them. Anyways...If I go for SIX WEEKS, then there is a good chance that I will be out of my job. Even though Amour has offered to cover all of my shifts. It's my bosses way of trying to teach me responsibility. She thinks she is like my second parent or something.
I will also miss my friends and my boyfriend greatly. Summer is the only time that we get to really hang out, without going, "Oh, I must go now as I have three bazillion tonnes of homework to do." AND THE WARPED TOUR! This is the year I would FINALLY get to go to it. But alas, I leave thirteen days before it starts. It's on the fourteenth of July- YES Sierra, the fourteenth. Check the site.
And all of my friends are talking about how awesome it's going to be, and how much it's going to rock, and I'm sad. Because everyone gets to go. But me. Like always.
Anyways, I decided that since my mom is the one dragging me to the other side of the country, she can call my boss and deal with it. And then she's all, you don't want to go, I know you don't. And so I told her. No, I DON"T want to go mom. I want to stay here, with my friends. And she just started yelling, and telling me how I'm a horrible ungrateful teenager. So then she tells my dad. And I can tell you that it will be absolute hell in this house tonite. Then she gets all mad that I don't want to go and I'm not telling her why. So I calmly start explaining to her that I'm going to lose a lot, and does she not remember what it was like to be a teenager. But I only got as far as "I" when she started shaking her head, rolling her eyes, and making exasperation noises.
This pissed me off. If I do that while SHE'S talking, it's instant grounding. And then I got told that I do not deserve the same respect, as I am a child. So I just got pissed off and left. Come downstairs, try and do my homework.
BUT I FORGOT THE SHEET WITH WHAT I HAD TO DO ON IT AT SCHOOL IN MY FUCKING LOCKER!
So, now, I'm going through the entire chapter going, did I do this? Didn't I do this? And I have no clue what the fuck I"m supposed to highlight in that green book, but I guess that won't take long. I'll do it in art.
Oh, and on top of it ALL, the painters are in. If you don't know what that means, then don't ask. I'm not prepared to explain. Just, don't take anything I say to you seriously or personally. I don't mean it.
The good bits about my day? My friends, my boyfriend, Evan just logged in, and my copy of the Da Vinci Code is waiting for me at the library.
Oh, and it's eleven years today that Kurt Cobain Died. *salutes*