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Lizzie was right, writing things out helps. (Dont bother reading the cut)
Tonight I was gonna go to kickboxing but I got a call from my dad asking if I got his calls. I told him the truth that I had gotten one but I thought it was old so I deleted it. I guess he thought I was lying even though I told him my cell phone doesnt let me hear my msgs til a like a few days after theyre created because it sucks. Then we got disconnected so I called him back. I was tired and grumpy and PMSing because I had just woken up from a nap and I was all incoherent. But ya you get the idea. So it got all quiet again and I assumed he couldnt hear me so I go "Eh are we going thru another blackhole again because its getting kind of annoying..." and he got all angry and said bye. And then I felt bad and he called back and started yelling at me in a "mean tone" is how Id describe it. I was already feeling like my parents hate me. Annnnnnd he made me cry AGAIN. This is like the third time he's done this to me this month. Its very frustrating. Im so tired of it. And now Im all depressed. Oh ya and he was mad because when he asked if he could take me to American Idol Auds I was hesistating but he didnt realize it wasnt because of him its because I might not want to and I was feeling all insecure and my parents cant fathom the fact that its not all about them. They take EVERYTHING so personally. They think I dont like them or something even though I try really hard to show them I love them. But ya so my dad's feelings were hurt so he had to hurt mine and now hes probably upset that he made me cry. And then I went downstairs and my mom is "channel surfing" which should be called snail surfing or some pun like that. She wasnt raised with computers so its understandable but it still made me annoyed a little because I was cranky and had just gotten finished talking to my dad. And then she had honey dew melon and asked me why I was crying and I was about to tell her but she reeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaalllllly started to annoy the crap out of me when she was eating *I hate the sounds eating a melon makes, especially when Im in a bad mood*. So I left the room quickly faking that I had itchy bugbites- which I do lol. I have like 20 bug bites on each leg and its so itchy its painful. So now Im upstairs and she wants me to eat her swordfish and shes gonna guiltrip me if I dont and I really dont want to because I already ate and I didnt get to go to kickboxing.
OK that felt good to get out.
Tonight I was gonna go to kickboxing but I got a call from my dad asking if I got his calls. I told him the truth that I had gotten one but I thought it was old so I deleted it. I guess he thought I was lying even though I told him my cell phone doesnt let me hear my msgs til a like a few days after theyre created because it sucks. Then we got disconnected so I called him back. I was tired and grumpy and PMSing because I had just woken up from a nap and I was all incoherent. But ya you get the idea. So it got all quiet again and I assumed he couldnt hear me so I go "Eh are we going thru another blackhole again because its getting kind of annoying..." and he got all angry and said bye. And then I felt bad and he called back and started yelling at me in a "mean tone" is how Id describe it. I was already feeling like my parents hate me. Annnnnnd he made me cry AGAIN. This is like the third time he's done this to me this month. Its very frustrating. Im so tired of it. And now Im all depressed. Oh ya and he was mad because when he asked if he could take me to American Idol Auds I was hesistating but he didnt realize it wasnt because of him its because I might not want to and I was feeling all insecure and my parents cant fathom the fact that its not all about them. They take EVERYTHING so personally. They think I dont like them or something even though I try really hard to show them I love them. But ya so my dad's feelings were hurt so he had to hurt mine and now hes probably upset that he made me cry. And then I went downstairs and my mom is "channel surfing" which should be called snail surfing or some pun like that. She wasnt raised with computers so its understandable but it still made me annoyed a little because I was cranky and had just gotten finished talking to my dad. And then she had honey dew melon and asked me why I was crying and I was about to tell her but she reeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaalllllly started to annoy the crap out of me when she was eating *I hate the sounds eating a melon makes, especially when Im in a bad mood*. So I left the room quickly faking that I had itchy bugbites- which I do lol. I have like 20 bug bites on each leg and its so itchy its painful. So now Im upstairs and she wants me to eat her swordfish and shes gonna guiltrip me if I dont and I really dont want to because I already ate and I didnt get to go to kickboxing.
OK that felt good to get out.