God. So I sat down with mom and dad to work on my announcements that should have really been done a month ago, only to find out that I didn't order stupid name cards and now they have to be custom made and shipped and I don't know when they'll get here. Everyone's mad at me now...
Well shit. I didn't know what a proper announcement was supposed to look like! Maybe if mom helped me out like, a month or two ago instead of waiting til the last minute, we wouldn't have this problem. Oh, and she expected me to go have picture sprinted for the cards. But she doesn't like the picture because I'm not smiling enough and I'm "slouching". WELL SHIT MOM, IT'S CALLED ARTISTIC POSE. Oh my God, it's neverending! I did nothing right. Nothing is done or ready or right. And they blame me.
Aren't parents supposed to be involved and care for graduation? Dad I can understand because he pays for things, but mom, seriously, she just sits on her ass and watches Oprah and works three days a week. And she seriously expects me to make time to do everything else school related. "WELL YOU SHOULDN'T GO OUT WITH VICTOR AND HEATHER AFTER SCHOOL." Mom, I don't have a life! I go to school and work and stay up late doing homework. Denying me my one bit of social time is cruel.
I feel like a failure. Nothing I do it right for them, right enough, nice enough looking, up to their ideals and standards. Nothing is ever on time, done soon enough, done fast enough, or anything. Dad wasn't even impressed when I showed him how I was taking initiative to take control of my spending and money. He just nodded and went back to his golf game on TV.
Goddammit. Dinner's in a few minutes and I'm in tears.
xx Always Dangerous, She Got Me Down On My Knees Marz
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