I don't understand my mother right now. She wakes me at a 6 fucking AM in the morning to remind me that my father wants to know the results of my performance for the first semester in college. And that I should write the check for the rent for my apartment near my University.
You couldn't just bloody tell me when I wake up naturally? Now my mind is going to try and come up with ways to deal with possible events with my father's reaction. I mean my grades aren't bad, but I have a feeling he's just going to find some way to bitch at me for not doing "well."
Perfect time to tell me this mother...perfect FUCKING TIME. I can't never attempt a WILD at all when I'm at home. My mother is the epitome of the Scumbag Parents meme, and she doesn't even try! She's like a thorn on my side, and I can't take it anymore. I can't even take a break without these people sporadically making me worry.
Don't parents know that passing is passing, and instilling the thought the you should get A's in college doesn't really make a difference when trying to get a job? People don't want assholes in the workforce. It's not as if I'm going to do horrible in college. It's always hard the first time because you see how you have to manage your time.
But no, I'm going to have to take the inevitable bullshit from my father again, which is going to cause unnecessary stress on my part. I know he's concerned because of course, college costs money, but honestly, that's just making me think he doesn't think I'm not competent enough.
And he speculates on whether or not I have made any friends in college as yet, and I told him that this major isn't a "party" major like the other ones. It's hard, the introductory course was hell, but I pass everything. I pass all my classes. But no, parents want more.
And when he picked me up to send me home for the break, he asked if there's a girl I liked in college. I said no, I told him I still liked a girl I knew from High School. I won't go into detail on that.
But that's what pisses me off. You want me to be sociable when I'm taking a major where there's only 85 or so Freshmen CONSIDERING (Note...CONSIDERING) it. And you want me to hopefully hang out with a girl that I think isn't interested in me right now because she has a job and has to deal with college too.
Do you honestly expect your son to do all of this? And you give me a short rant over "sacrifices" when you don't even fucking realize you're contradicting your ideals your blasting on me by asking if there's a girl I like and if I've made any friends in college?
Sure college is about time management and being sociable to people. But it's about passing the courses, and for this course, I'm not going to go free-willy with the social part of it.
Why are fathers naturally contradicting? Why do they have high expectations for their children? Am I going to be famous? No, I'm going to get a career that will be enough for me to having a decent standard of living...then I'm going to have to get a wife with a decent standard of living, learn how to make a family, and still have time to remain sane.
And you want to know my performance for college? Obviously if I'm registered for next semester, I fucking passed the courses. What more do you want from me? Is it some kind of sadist that wants to give me stress? Honestly, I don't do anything to piss off my parents, it's like catching a Ho-Oh without a Masterball.
I think they just try to find ways to make me look like the regular teenager with mistakes and as a parent, he should do his "duty" to teach me. You haven't really taught me anything, I learned all I needed from school. The only thing you portrayed to me is that you work hard, and I'm grateful for that.
You see? I haven't even talked to him as yet....fuck my life. Can't induce lucid dreams going down this trip of regressed memory lane....FUCK IT!%@^$#
I honestly wonder what he sees in me. I can't even exhibit human emotions because of him, and no, I'm not making that an excuse. I know that if I do those things he suggests me to do (social life and a girlfriend), he's going to brag about how I have to make sure I keep up with my grades.
It's like a Catch-22, I'll need to do something that can only be done by doing a specific action that will inevitably land me in the same situation that I am in now.
Fucking logical paradoxes. FUCKGIangsdfjhykj523
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