Sunday, January 23, 2011

You've gotta be FREAKIN' kidding me

I always thought my dad was the reasonable one. But noooooo.

So me and Natalie were making plans to go out, and then Sam invited me over to his house later tonight. The conditions for me going out with Nat were to finish all my homework and chores. Which I DID. Like, super well. And so I was talking to my dad about when I was going to Natalie's, and I asked if I could go to Sam's afterward. And he said no, because he "doesn't know" Sam. Pretty sure he's actually met him, but whatever.
Then later, he was all, "make SURE all your stuff is done, cause if it's not you're gonna be grounded when mom gets home" and I was like, "Okay, it's all done." And he FLIPPED out at me, like, "What's going on, you're lying about something, it's written all over your face." And I WASN'T, and I told him that and he didn't fucking believe me. So I said, "I'm just really pissed that you won't let me go to Sam's." And he goes "FINE, you're not going anywhere today." And when I asked him why, he said he didn't need to justify himself, and he didn't need any attitude from me.
I wasn't giving him any attitude, and if he would just EXPLAIN his reasoning, I would accept his ruling or whatever, but he's being a stubborn asshole about it.

AND. Omigod, this pisses me off. A friend who I NEVER hang out with just called me to see if I wanted to come over and I can't. D,: The ONE day my dad is being a douche, like, four different people want to hang out with me. THE FUCK.

I am SO fucking pissed right now. Car + license + job = Miranda will NEVER be home. FUCK this.

This is the first time in a really long time my DAD has made me cry. I'm sick of feeling so helpless and controlled.

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