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My mother really is getting to be a problem. She is starting to not trust me and stuff, because she can't understand that I really don't form relations well with guys. She's now making excuses up, like "your not getting enough sleep" so that I have to quite score keeping. She thinks that I'm the scorekeeper because there are girls on the team. Did you know that Field Hockey originated as a guys sport, in Scotland? That's why you wear kilts, you know. And guys field hockey is HUGE in Europe. Not so much here. It would be a very sick sport to play, very much The Shit of all sports ball. It really is. Come to the next home game, it's on Friday, chillax with me, and cheer on the team, because no one ever comes to the games, ususally, and Field Hockey really is quite underrated. Just like Ultimate and Competitive Bicycling, at my level. Oh well. Anyway, the funny thing is, I got to bed at 11, when I ALWAYS go to bed, and there isn't another game until Friday. My dad's a bit better, but I'm realizing that I am extraordinarily different from my parents. I really can't tell you how much, there's just so many contrasts. The basics, though, are that
- I make friends easier with girls than with guys
- I'm not hesistant to do something "unconventional" or "different"* than "regular" guy activities, in my parents' mind
- My tastes in everything are different, from clothing to music.
You don't realize how MUCH these things have seperated my mom and I. My dad's pretty chill, though, 'cept that he and my mother are homophobic. It's really quite alarming, they say "fag" and "queer" and the like quite casually, saying that it's "unnatural" and such. This is all in the home, though. In the real world? They "tolerate" it. Phonies. I hate that about them. And what's funny is, when I ask them why they think it's O.K. to say "fag" and "queer", but not "nigger", they start yelling at me, but don't give me an anwser. But it's kind of understandable, if you look at the generation that they grew up in. So please don't bash my parents on the internet, they're not bad people, I'm just beeing a teen and saying the negative things about them.
Oh well. Anyone have any ideas on how I can deal with my mom's lack of understanding? Or my SISTER'S, for that matter? She's the same way. And seriously, you should come to the game on Friday, it's hella tight, and you'd get front row seats.
*I hope you don't think I was being a pompous "nonconformist" bitch when I said this, becuase I really didn't mean it that way. It's just that, compared to my parents, I really am quite different than them. And those are the things that they think about me.
-Paul