Back in may, my mom and I were talking about my upcoming birthday. My "sweet 16." She said, "let's not make this a big deal." what the fuck?!? I've never had a party over about 5 people in my life, mostly because of lack of friends. I remember one year I invited about 15 people and 2 showed up, but they kinda had to. Now, I finally actually have real friends, and it's even my sweet 16, and what does my mom say? "Let's not make this a big deal."
Dick seriously wants to send me to some southern french town and live with a family on a farm. He said "it's your choice" only about 500 times, but you know that just means exactly the opposite. I refuse. I will not. I'm not going to. No. He said the new house won't have a TV. Fuck that. It's not like I'm glued to the tv, but I really would like to have one. And if there's no internet, I will die. I will not live in a house with no internet. Dick tried to get me to go out to the land they're buying and watch the surveyor survey. "It's really fascinating! You'll enjoy it!" NO! I am NOT you!! Just because you like something, does NOT mean the rest of the world does! "Try the
He wouldn't let me drink coke out of the can. He made me pour it into a glass. FUCK you. coke in a glass tastes so much different than in a can. I like it in a can. Then he just left the empty can on the table, and even knocked it over, so I really dont see the point in that.
I know my problems seem pretty small compared to some peoples', but Dick is such a, well, a dick. I really cant do the tuesday night dinner thing anymore. I need to cut off as much interaction with him as I possibly can.
I hate this. If there was a way I could go back in time and prevent my mom from meeting him, I would do it in a split-second.
I just found this LJ icon that really fits.