Monday, April 25 - I had a fight with my parents yesterday. Complete with yelling and dragging, verging on tantrum territory. It wasn't very pretty. Mother says I have 'mood swings' and they are abnormally swingey. She says I have "Highs and Lows". Says I should "talk to someone". Oh yes I picked the absurdity at that statement many many times. She just didn't understand. Talk to who? Santa? God, Jesus, Moses? Honestly.Only one thing she said in the entire conversation got to me. But i'm not sure if she noticed. I was playing 'emotional detachment girl' during the conversation. I make witty remarks and jokes and random references. It's just something I do when I feel bad about myself or stressed or something. I do it when I go clothes shopping with mother. Because I feel self-conscious. I'm taking these paragraphs more seriously than my normal blogging. You should be able to tell by the fact that i've tried to capitalise all my 'I's. So I spent about half an hour last night talking to my father while he was on the computer. He was ignoring me but I just kept talking. Until mother came in and literally dragged me out of the room. Then her and I chatted for about an hour in my bedroom. I spent a lot of that hour writing on my wall in pencil while she chatted. The argument resulted in father locking the door to the study all day today so that I couldn't go on the computer. [He doesn't actually know that I have a key]. And yes I am on the computer now, but just because I did some work and mother said I could have a little break. Mother wants to know if I want to leave school. |
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