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2002-01-01

Welcome To The New Age

There are some things about my father that I just really don't understand. He pulls me along into a Starbucks when I want to go home. He buys a latte and we sit down because he needs to talk to me about something. Before he begins, he states that it is not a lecture, but a discussion. He begins to explain that I have not been treating him accordingly and that he feels that I care only for myself and not others. He proceeds to give me two rather invalid examples of the above which only seem to annoy me more than I already am. Then he concludes with a comment that just pushed me over the edge. He said he didn't want me to become a selfish person and that he wanted me to grow up to be a kind one, liked by everybody, a giving person. Well now, would you please slow down a second here. Let me explain my anger at this last and most disgusting comment!

This person who is telling me that I am being selfish, this very same man is sueing my grandparents. He is sueing my mother's parents. Would you like to know why? He is doing this because he seems to feel that they should be supporting my mother and her children instead of him. My own father is doing this ... and he says I'm being selfish? He hit a very big nerve in that coffee shop. A very, very big one.

Sometimes I just can't stand being short. I absolutely hate it. Having to stand on a chair to get things from a high cupboard, not being able to see over certain counters and other such things that tall people can handle easily.

I hope you all had a very happy new year. I missed Dick Clarke on tv for a Freddie Prince Jr. movie. It was worth it. Just to see some weird guy tell the lead female that he loves her and some other guy say in a norweigan accent That was good english Peter!. It's just those little things that make it all worth it right?

I'm looking forward to the new year. To tell the truth, I think it's going to be a great one.

Yuuka left for Japan on the 29th. I can't believe it. She's really not going to be there when I walk into school on Monday. It's just, not going to be the same without her.

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