Independence Day.

Soo I’m new to this so called “Tumblr” fad going on. I decided to try it just to see if I’d enjoy it and who knows perhaps becoming a frequent user of it like FACEBOOK. Uhh an other distraction to my every day life.

Why am I choosing to do this? IDK. Maybe because I needed a place to just write down all my jumbled thoughts that have been imprisoned in my brain for faarr to long. It’ll be a way to just let it all out. A way of venting about the good and the bad.

Well I’ll start with what bothered me the most today;

I asked the mother if I could go out with the boyfriend, she hesitated but said yes. Now normally the curfew is well WAS 10PM but then it jumped to 9:30P but she did a 180 on me & and said 9PM!!! I was like (*&(&^#$%% >.< who does that?

• 1st of all we had an agreement that if I helped her in something she “wanted” she would let me go out. I gladly helped her.

• 2nd of all its not like I see my boyfriend EVERY. SINGLE. DAY. That would be nice, but it doesn’t happen! When we both have time out of our busy schedule we would like to spend some quality time together without having unfair restrictions.

• 3rd of all I come home at 9fucking07 PM and she has the nerve to get on my case for being late! LIKE IF TRAFFIC DOESN’T HAPPEN! WTF.

• & 4th of all it makes me look like the damn villain in front of the boyfriend for having to go home early! It’s like babe come on, its not up to me at all! If it were I WOULDN’T BE WRITING THIS POST!

GAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!

Parents can be a pain in the rear most of the time. They expect you to act like an adult and be all kinds of responsible but be happy with being treated like a child!!!

AND THIS IS WHY THIS IS ONE OF MY MOST FAVORITE QUOTES!

All any grownup expects of an adolescent is that he act like an adult and be satisfied to be treated like a child.

John Gran, St. Paul Dispatch, 1957

Mannn ohh man life is upsetting when you have noooo independence. Hence the tittle of my tumbler “Independence Day” when I am freed from the chain and ball we call PARENTS.