Well, the weekend started off decent enough, until it went to crap. I finally began reading my summer reading book that's due Friday. I'm sure I'll finish it. I got contacts (which is awesome!!!) They're just a pain in the butt to get in...
I got my hair cut this weekend, & my mother goes & tells my hairdresser, Tonya, to cut my hair even shorter than before & she didn't even tell me!!! Neither of them did! I was like "WTF mom!!!" & she didn't even seem sorry about it! Tonya seemed more sorry than her! Oh, & her reason for telling her to do so was because, "Oh, I like it that way." *smiles*
Mom somewhat apologized & I accepted it but I'm still pissed at it... I hate my hair now! I liked it the way it was before... I feel ugly. My mother seems to think I have a certain style or whatever, but whatever she thinks it is, it's wrong. I don't like skinny jeans, I don't like the way my hair is now, I don't like make up other than cover up (& lipstick), I don't really like painting my nails more than one color, I don't like going out on Saturday nights or parties, I don't like hanging out with more then 3 people, I don't like the "scene" style, I don't like funky colored socks or whatever, I don't like makeovers, I don't like shopping every other day, I don't like.... well I don't like many things! Argh!! pfffffffffffftt..... most of that stuff is what my sister likes...
The truth is, I don't mind doing those things for her, if it makes her happy, then I'm happy. But when you change something about me, without telling me, I feel insulted.
What, am I not good enough for you?!
Sometimes I just don't get my mother, I ask for a video game & she gives me a $300 phone. (Wow, I complain about the weirdest things...) I don't even use it as a phone! I play Solitaire on it! Why? BECAUSE I HATE TALKING ON THE PHONE! I don't mind the occasional text or calling a friend for telling good news, but I hate it when people call me every friggen day. It's annoying. & by the way the way, my phone is great at everything, except being a phone. I take a picture & send it to someone, it's great. I text 4 people at the same time, it's great. I play a game on it, it's great. But when I want to call a friend for something important, I either get someone else (with my friend's picture) or the phone hangs itself up. & I don't have the numbers wrong... I like my phone, it's just that I don't use it as a phone. It's useless to me! & I would rather spend my time playing a video game.
When I get mad I usually clean, last night I did a few loads of laundry, I clean the kitchen spotless, changed all of the garbage, cleaned my room, did the dishes, & stuff I can't even remember now because I was so livid. Do they even care about the wellbeing of our house anymore?!?!?! Dad tried to talk to me but I didn't really say anything. Heck, I don't think they even know why I'm mad. I barely even know why I'm mad. I shouldn't be, hair grows back... but it's the principle of it all! How would someone react if I dyed their hair green while they were sleeping?! I'm sure by the time my hair grew back theirs would be back to normal... pffft....
I hate being a teenager. I really do. I mean, I'm upset over a hair style. Pfffftt........
I don't like pouring out everything that goes on in my mind. I don't. I don't want everything that I feel or think out there on display for the world to see. But... I guess I'm just hoping that if I write enough... or say a certain thing... that maybe, I'll find someone I feel as if I can relate to.
God, I sound emo. I'm gonna try and bury my emotional baggage.
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