drama for my momma
3:29 p.m. - 11.10.03
oh diaryland.......... i mean not to abandon you..
... I simply mean to abandon my family.
the fact that the computer and my access to diaryland would mean spending actual time at home is more than I can handle.....
Ok so nothing is that serious but I truly am getting tired of living under the parents roof...through no fault of their own or anyone elses for that matter.
I think the independance bug bit me pretty hard sometime last month. The parents are on a control binge since I've become one with my car.
Suddenly the days of "Have your ass home by midnight" have turned into "have your ass home by 10pm and leave us a number of where you'll be, tell us what time you'll be back and check in on us every hour or we'll presume you are lying dead in a gutter somewhere forced to call hospitals, funeral homes and any authority short of resurrecting baby jesus for answers..."
Last night was pretty much the mother of all nights.
First because as of Friday, bean has now turned officially 25 years old. I am now officially entitled to hate on all the teeny boppers on diaryland simply because I envy your youth....
.. and because you suck... yay
But getting back to the matter at hand, Bean felt there was no better way to celebrate than to spend some quality time with GameBoy in the afternoon followed by a celebration with the BestFriend in the evening before going to work...
.. unfortuneatly that GameBoy quality time soon went from a few hours to roughly 24 hours as I ended up ditching the BestFriend and calling off from work to spend the night.
Naughty, naughty bean you say?
right.. and then i wonder why my parents don't trust me. but alas, I had the perfect plan to implement this perfect crime - sadly the message I left with Hellmart never made it to my night manager and he called my house around midnight to find out where I was....
... and thats about the time that every police station was officially on the lookout for my ass...... not to mention every hospital checking and double checking any patients under my name..... not to mention my parents driving around every section of the city in search of my bright yellow neon...
.. ok so I wasn't a priority to the police but they did promise to keep an eye out for my car...
Eventually come 7a.m, the sidekick co-worker stopped by to drop off my birthday gift and was soon confronted by my mother in tears wondering where I was...
... in a matter of minutes she quickly got GameBoys number and to make a long story even longer........
.... drama unfolded and I eventually faced the music when I got home and now the parents are relieved that I'm home safe.... but are now questioning where they went wrong in raising me.......
.. questioning wether this little Bean left more than her hairclip at GameBoys house... something in the form of virginity.....
... which some of us know happened 7 years ago .....
I guess the truth had to come out sometime.
I guess what I'm saying kids..... the moral of the story, if you will...
"If your ass is going to call off from work.... make sure to breach any communication gaps before you breath easy thinking your the shit"....
oh... and "dont lie to your parents"....
and "brake for small animals"
... thank you.