pissed offI got alot of shit to let off my chest. This is gonna be one long ass blog entry so be ready.
Ok first of all lets get on the hole mother thing. As some of you may know. [I love my mother to death] But she is driving me absolutely mad. And I don't know if I can take it any longer. I can not wait until I am 18 and can move out. That's only bout less then a year away. My mother is one of the ones that seems to want to change me. When ever I ware my hair in a certain way she gets on my back bout it till I fix it. If I am waring a shirt or a pair of jeans or a whole outfit she dose not like. She once again gets on my back till I change. There are shirts in my closet that I have barely worn because she hates them
There is this one shirt that I really like and she hates. She won't like me ware it just because the sleeves are too big. You know their the type of sleeves where the ends kind of dangle. Its a really cute type of shirt. I love shirts like that. But she hates them. I want to dye my hair black with maybe some dark red or maybe pink highlights. [I didn't tell her bout the highlights part] But for some reason she wont let me dye my hair that color. Then she wont let me ware black nail polish. I think it has some thing to do with the color black. I have never figured it out. But she just wont let me ware it. And its not fair I am 17 years old I should be able to ware what ever I want with out my mother getting on my back about it.
My favorite pair of jeans, My mother hates those jeans just cause it has a very small almost unnoticeable hole in them. And the shirt if I ware shirts that show even the tiniest bit of my tummy. She freaks out! Its like mother come on how old am I now? Its like I cant ware any thing I want. And when I go to brush my teeth shes like "did you do it right?" Yes mother I brushed my teeth. She wont let me watch any T.V shows or movies that have bad words in them. Any thing that has any sexual reference in it. I cant watch any thing that's about Satan. Any thing like that and her excuse for this all is because "Its not appropriate for me." Once again how old am I now. I think I am old enough to watch these kind of things.
And when ever she hears me listening to music its like she has to ask me 20 questions. When ever I go buy an album she asks 20 questions.
"Do they say bad words?"
"Do they talk about sex?"
"Do they talk about suicide?"
"Do they talk about killing people?"
"Do they talk about Satan?
And of course I am always going to say no. Cause do you really think I going to say "Yes mother they do" She wont let me listen to it if I do. I cant listen to any thing that I want to listen to with out her always asking me those questions. She always asks me that when I buy a Disturbed album. And she said Maybe i should listen to them. 1st of all she never has followed thou 2nd of all she wont last 2 seconds into the song before she would want to slam her head into a wall. She don't like that kind of music.
And the reason I never help around the house is because 1: She yells at me for being in the way. 2: She yells at me for not helping. Its like mom you cant have it both ways. Or she yells at me for doing it all wrong. Well if you want it done the right way you better do it yourself. And when I do try and help her she always yells at me to stop and go away. So I just rather not be a good daughter and help out cause I would still get yelled at either way and its not fair. And I am so fucking sheltered its not even funny. I dont even think my parents know that I know about where babies come from lol. They never had "the talk" with me yet. And I am not sure they know I know.
Most of the shit I know I learned from T.V or my friends or the internet. And you kind of reach a point where you stop asking your parents what people are talking bout when they are making sexual references. lol My parents don't even like when I talk to people online. Cause they think that every one on the internet is a pervert and wants to kill me or whatever. But not every one is like that. And I am very careful any ways. I would never give out my address. Or my last name or my phone number. The most I ever really give out is my name. And to some people that I've known longer I MAY OR MAY NOT tell them which state I live in.
Anyways I have a lot more to say but I think I have made this entry long enough. So I'll post it in a different entry later.
 | Currently listening:Indestructible By: Disturbed Release date: 2008-06-03  |
