That is pretty much the only thing I have to be happy about right now.
That and the fact that next weekend I am going away to the mountains, and the weekend after that I am going away up North to visit Will for a weekend.

And sorry, but this is about to be a long rant blog.

My mother is a fucking liar. I do EVERYTHING I am told to do. I do my chores, I make damn sure I do them right, just to get privileges. Like, today for instance. Earlier this week I TOLD HER that I was leaving at 8:00 because I was going bowling, so I asked if I could go to Aaron's a little earlier. She said she was perfectly fine with that. Then, last night I reminded her about going early, and she was like "You already are there plenty of time. We will see how things go tomorrow and I will decide then." Wtf.
And THEN there was today. Yesterday or the day before I talked to my mom about stopping by after work on Monday since its on the way home and spending an hour or two there, just doing whatever. She said she didn't want to commit to it, but if it worked around her schedule then she'd do it. I just brought it up again talking about how it might work better if I DID stay with my dad Sunday and Monday night and he could just pick me up. Then she just got an attitude with me all of a sudden saying "I believe I just nixed that whole thing all together."
I just...can't win with my mother, at all.
I am always there when she needs to talk to someone. I calm her down when she overthinks situations, especially with guys she dates. Do you know how hard that is already? For her to be talking about guys I haven't even MET before and hearing about either how great they are or how they are somehow upsetting her? I clean the house for her when she needs it clean for when her date comes over, and then she snaps at me for missing a spot, even though everything looks perfect.
Stop coming to me for damn help and then yell at me for doing or saying something wrong.

I am just unhappy with both of my parents. My mom cares WAY too much, and is far too over protective and stuff, and I somewhat think she takes advantage of me whether she notices or not. And my dad...I mean, I love my dad. But EVERY SINGLE TIME I go there, he always gets drunk at some point. He is then annoying, obnoxious, and I go into adult mode. I don't even put up with him. I just ignore him.

I've actually thought about trying to live with my grandma or something. She doesn't have cable, so I would probably find more productive things to do in my spare time. I don't know if that would change anything, either. My parents wouldn't allow me to do that, anyway. I'd be too much of a burden, probably, in their eyes.

Also, there's a guy I like. And I just second-guess myself, and the whole thing all the time. My supervisors at work don't even know him, they haven't even met him, but one of them says he is a douchebag for trying to date me, because I am three years younger. God I KNOW that sounds horrible, but I mean...I don't know. I don't even know what my point was to begin with.
But also, I try toning down PDA to little kisses and whatever. He says he LOVES PDA and what not, but never actually...shows it, I guess. When I say goodbye, I'd kind of like a hug and maybe a small kiss goodbye. Nope. Just a hug. A hug is fine. But he also gives the same hugs to other girls he hangs out with. I don't care about the girls, but I mean, SOMETHING a little extra would be nice. A kiss on the forehead, the cheek. Something.
Hey, maybe I'm asking for too much. Maybe my expectations are too high. Maybe I'm just some crazy phsyco lady.
Or maybe I'm just a normal person and I should either confront the guy about it or stop spending my time on him. I'd rather not do either one and let things fix themselves, but I don't know if that will work.
I would just...I'd most likely feel more secure with myself if we just became official already. Apparently its getting really close...but I wonder if that's soon enough for me. I kind of hope so.

I think I'm done with my rant.

Oh, and tonight someone hit me in the head with a bowling ball on their back swing T.T

Oh my GAHD, Steigen.
(This is going to be the longest comment you'll probably ever get from me.)

TALK to him. You know what ruined my favorite relationship, in my opinion? Failure to communicate when things are bothering me. It could ever just be something cute, like stopping him as he walks away like, "Ahem. -points to lips- You're forgetting something."

Second of all, you must be spending a bit too much time with him. When was the last time you saw me or Britney, other than fireworks? :[

I know how it is. With your dad, I mean. And I can only tell you that I'm online a lot, and only a text away. If you need to vent, you know I'll get it.

And yes, you are some crazy psycho lady.

Welcome to the club. >.>
» Unicornasaurus on 2008-07-12 02:51:53

Congratulations on the dollar. They come in faster after the first. Or at least it seems like that because usually if you've made a dollar you stick around long enough to make more.

Someone hit you with a bowling ball and your skull didn't crack? Wow.
» randomjunk on 2008-07-12 07:57:41

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