September 17, 2004

  • fuck this.


    I'm thinking that im goign to the dance this wekend and nadine is coming with me..so i call her and she's like "oh i just got grounded today so i cant do anything this weekend." fuck this. were 17 were 18 and these people cant do anything. fuck this seniority, theres nothing that makes me feel like i have freedom but my car.  my parents fucking wont let me stay out one minute past 9:30 on a school night.  they know i start school late and that im not in bed until 12:30, and they know that i get my homework done when i get off of school.  yet they insist on having this curfew, and they love it.  i call and ask to stay out 30 minutes later and my mom doesnt even listen to my sentence before she says No in this stern loud voice.  usually she never yells on the phone, but then i got home to find dave on the couch.  She always changes her attitude around him, becuase i know that he is there to see if she says yes, and then if she does let me stay out he bitches, saying i get too much freedom.  yeah 10 pm on a school ngiht. so riskay!  all of my friends have 10 or 11 o'clock curfew's. fuck them, dave has to have things his way or he's pissed.  fuck him.  he has got to be the biggest asshole of a dad i've ever had to deal with.  i'll just have to stay the night at doug's saturday night after the dance and drink and not havea  curfew. 


    i felt like bitching.  im in one of those bad moods that last about 15 minutes.