And you can dream, so dream out loud.

"So don't let the bastards grind you down."


Well if today wasn't a game of bumper cars I don't know what the fuck is. Dad's personality and mine just seem to collide like two hurricanes coming head on. He wants to go sailing and I chose to stay home and be part of the stage crew for "Fiddler on the Roof". I figured this was a good opportunity to open up and maybe meet new people, get my foot in the door at CLT (which I don't think is going to happen again but we'll see), and perhaps experience a different thing. Well, Dad's all up in arms. He's pissed at Mom because she didn't say hello to him when he said "hi". He's pissed at me because I chose to do CLT instead.

And he assumed that since I didn't have anything to do tomorrow, that I'd go sailing with him. So what does he do? He comes in here and says, "We're getting up really early tomorrow and we're heading out by 8. Be ready." O.O *jaw drop and wided eyed* uhm.
And heaven forbid *I* have plans for the evening. Me, out of all people. Imagine, I have quote unquote, friends.... *world stops spinning, everyone stares at me in shock* yes *nods* friends.

So dad gets pissed. He storms off. Slams things around. Says, "well *I'M* going." And me being the stupid and guilty one says "FINE! I'll go with you." and it's a good thing that, well, when I checked my email no one was going. Of course I have to feel a little bit of self-pity in this becuase I am American and I am hypocritical, so yeah. Nothing really goes well when I plan friend outings.

I can't really blame him though. I mean he took about a month off just to go sailing. We haven't had many good days to go sailing and then all of a sudden I start school this friday and I decide to ditch him and go to CLT because it's a "great opportunity". So, that's why I'm writing this. This is why I'm bothering you with utterly dramatic situation (although I'm not making any sense). I feel bad. Like always. I'm always the one feeling guilty, which is fine. I feel that you don't mature if you don't have negative emotions. But I mean this just totally sucks ass. And this always happens around summertime too. I think that our boat has cost us more "pain and suffer" then any good. I mean, he put well over $500 into the boat this summer alone and then he gives me a little push out the door to spend another $3,500 for me to go to D.C. and NYC and now they're telling me that things are a little "tight" right now? o.O
And when I offer, willing, to give up some of the things that I normally do, or I opted not to go to DC, they look away, change the subject, talk about the weather or how my friends are doing. wtf?


yah I'm rambling and I have to get up early tomorrow to go sailing. *trademark eyebrow raise* whatever.



***********NOTE TO MY MAINE-R PEOPLES******************
Instead of Margeritas tomorrow night, we're hoping to have it on the 3rd of September which is the Saturday after "Fiddler" ends. Let me know if you can or cannot go and you better have a good reason not to go. no, I'm kidding. not really but whatever. It's late. Goodnight