family problems
May. 1st, 2004 12:55 pmThis is cut because it's a terribly self-absorbed rant. Also, I curse. But I needed to get it out of me somewhere.
So my parents called last night. Apparently they have discovered some of the other reasons I'm withdrawing from my university, and want to talk.
Damnit, I specifically didn't want to talk about that stuff, which is why I didn't tell them. Duh.
See, I told them that traditional four-year university isn't working for me, and I'm going to go to community college for a year and get some sort of job at the same time so as to keep myself grounded and, y'know, not slipping into depressive funks. What I neglected to mention was exactly how I know that university's not working out for me.
If I'd gotten the paperwork through in time, they'd never have had to know. And they wouldn't be feeling disappointed right now. We're all generally happier when they don't know the details of my life; I wish they'd stop asking. It's not as if they have to worry about me doing drugs or crime or unprotected sex or anything like that! So why can't they back off?
(Yes, I know why they want to know. I'm ranting; stop being rational.)
And you know, I really don't see how my dad has any right to complain when he's still unemployed after, what, going on six years now?!?! If it comes down to that, I'm being responsible and saving the family thousands of dollars in tuition money, whereas he and my mom are splurging by redoing the whole back of the ground floor -- kitchen, porch, bathroom, back room and all.
I love them. I love having their support. But I wish to god they'd stop always looking over my shoulder, damnit. It's my life, and I'm allowed to screw it up if I want to!
Argh.
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And just as a coup de grace, my allergies are really kicking my ass these past couple days as the weather's gone hot. I hate spring.
Well, no, I don't really, but it fits the whole "cathartic b*tching" tone of the post, don't you think? :-p
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And now, on a completely different note, I love
anneu53714, who was the bright spot in my otherwise icky morning. <3 <3 <3
So my parents called last night. Apparently they have discovered some of the other reasons I'm withdrawing from my university, and want to talk.
Damnit, I specifically didn't want to talk about that stuff, which is why I didn't tell them. Duh.
See, I told them that traditional four-year university isn't working for me, and I'm going to go to community college for a year and get some sort of job at the same time so as to keep myself grounded and, y'know, not slipping into depressive funks. What I neglected to mention was exactly how I know that university's not working out for me.
If I'd gotten the paperwork through in time, they'd never have had to know. And they wouldn't be feeling disappointed right now. We're all generally happier when they don't know the details of my life; I wish they'd stop asking. It's not as if they have to worry about me doing drugs or crime or unprotected sex or anything like that! So why can't they back off?
(Yes, I know why they want to know. I'm ranting; stop being rational.)
And you know, I really don't see how my dad has any right to complain when he's still unemployed after, what, going on six years now?!?! If it comes down to that, I'm being responsible and saving the family thousands of dollars in tuition money, whereas he and my mom are splurging by redoing the whole back of the ground floor -- kitchen, porch, bathroom, back room and all.
I love them. I love having their support. But I wish to god they'd stop always looking over my shoulder, damnit. It's my life, and I'm allowed to screw it up if I want to!
Argh.
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And just as a coup de grace, my allergies are really kicking my ass these past couple days as the weather's gone hot. I hate spring.
Well, no, I don't really, but it fits the whole "cathartic b*tching" tone of the post, don't you think? :-p
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And now, on a completely different note, I love
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Date: 2004-05-02 01:21 am (UTC)