It's Almost Over!!
Three more full days left of school and then it's all over...*tear*. Got our yearbooks on Wednesday and I really have to say that it's a pretty awesome yearbook. Last year's yearbook has nothing on this one. Robyn and Web, you guys did an excellent job as editor actually staying at school and leaving AFTER ROBOTICS (that's just...astounding). The past couple of days have mostly been spent signing yearbooks and I'm running out of space! There are still so many people that I want to sign my yearbook. After exams are over in two weeks time, I want to party like mad! Well, maybe not "mad" but just go out and not have to worry about stupid tests or summatives. I really want someone to hold a pool party so...to anyone with a pool (have a party!).
My dad's been more of an ass lately and he really pissed me off this morning. I really don't fucking care about him anymore. I'm tired of actually caring about what he has to say to me, and I'm tired of crying because of it. He kept saying and lecturing about how I won't be able to do well in university because I'm so dependent on him to wake up in the morning. Now, you have to understand that I didn't get to sleep until 3 am because of summatives and the sum of all the hours I've slept for the week is probably less than 12 hours. So he goes all irate and starts to yell about how he has to get to work and that he has to drop me off at school by 8 (usually meaning leaving the house at 7:30). We left the house at 7:40 and I still got to school at 8. On the ride to school he becomes all insane about the whole sleeping deal, I seriously wanted to just punch him in the face and get it over with. I'm sick of him. He wants constant reassurance that I love him but he does this kind of bullshit and expects me to keep saying all that shit. No more.
My dad's been more of an ass lately and he really pissed me off this morning. I really don't fucking care about him anymore. I'm tired of actually caring about what he has to say to me, and I'm tired of crying because of it. He kept saying and lecturing about how I won't be able to do well in university because I'm so dependent on him to wake up in the morning. Now, you have to understand that I didn't get to sleep until 3 am because of summatives and the sum of all the hours I've slept for the week is probably less than 12 hours. So he goes all irate and starts to yell about how he has to get to work and that he has to drop me off at school by 8 (usually meaning leaving the house at 7:30). We left the house at 7:40 and I still got to school at 8. On the ride to school he becomes all insane about the whole sleeping deal, I seriously wanted to just punch him in the face and get it over with. I'm sick of him. He wants constant reassurance that I love him but he does this kind of bullshit and expects me to keep saying all that shit. No more.
posted by barbara at 5:39 p.m.
4 Comments:
Are you going to Queens next year?
She's a-going to Mac. It's out of the city. Good job.
Go Mac! So far, it's just me and Sanjee going there next year. If anyone knows of anyone else that we would know of..tell us!!
One of the reasons why I decided not to go to Queens was because I knew Kingston too well. It's really nice and clean smelling but I want a change, I don't want to follow in my sister's footsteps.
boo! i wanted to go to mac. stupidness. lol
oh..chris g. knows a few other ppl going to mac. i think he said that one was debbie.
yahh! blog lol.
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