DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!!

Look at my horoscope:If at any point in the day, your heart senses that there is someone who is trying to put restrictions on your feelings, your first instinct, PEACH, could be to run for the hills. It is important for you to feel as if you have every door open in front of you without feeling like there are any limitations on your choices, whatsoever. Be careful of people who insist that they know what is best for you. Ultimately, you are the only one who can make that decision."
Sunday night my mom, dad, and I went to my cousin Charita's house. I think I mentioned this before. Well, before we left I told my dad that we needed to sit down and talk about changing my curfew, mainly because it was ridiculous to still have it at 2:00, when that's what it was before I even WENT to college. Well, yesterday I asked him again, like I had been doing ever since last thursday, to sit down and talk to me. He goes, "there's nothing to say. I told you 2:00 o'clock." Considering this was what he said about 12 months ago, I didn't find it fair. So I told him how I felt and he blew me off (AGAIN) since he was watching TV. Well I said that, "i felt that since 1) I successfully completed my first of college, 2) I work two jobs, 3) I'm looking for another one, 4) I'm obviously not lazy n*gga or somethin', and 5) the simple fact that I'm in college are good reasons to change my time, if you were to give me one in the first place." Well, he said absolutely nothing after I said that. I go, "...well? Do you agree? Disagree? Argue? What". "I have nothing to say really, just because I don't." WTF?!! Does that make any sense. So I'm thinking to myself, "are we EVER going to sit down and have a serious talk about this or not?" Apparently not. DAMN IT ALL TO HELL!! I don't know, but my feelings were hurt since he basically blew me off again. Well, after that conversation Ryan and Jarius stopped by for about 1/2 an hour and we just talked about nonsense and talked about bullsh*t. good times. But THEN....today set me off. I started an irregular period last night, so when I woke up this morning I felt like shyt. I laid in bed and then my dad called me. "SHARA!!". I answered, "yeah?". He called me again and I gave him the same answer. Finally he got up, rushed down to my room, banged on the door and I said, "yeah" once again. He goes, "You HEARD me calling you and you didn't get up!". In my head I'm thinkin ..f*ck you. Kiss my ass. But I said nothing as he walked right back out. About 30 seconds later, my MOM comes to my room and says, "You KNOW you heard your dad calling you and you didn't get up. and you WONDER why you don't get what you want! And you can't stay out as long as you want and do whatever! Maybe you should try washing some dishes and mopping the floor.. blah blah blah." I'm thinking to myself, "is she really f*cking serious? She thinks she's got EVERYthing figured out. Huh! If I remember correctly, I washed the dishes everday last week because she didn't feel well. Not only that, but the day she tried to, I told her to stop and lay down because I would finish them. I didn't complain or wine, nor did I get a thank you.. So much for everyone knowing everything. Secondly, if i'm not mistaken, I think i had asked my DAD, NOT HER, what I needed to do, or what were the conditions, in order for me to stay out longer. THat's so f*cked up. All weekend I've been typing up several papers for my dad, with no problem. I did it when he asked, with no questions asked. But the one time I simple pleaded with him to sit down and talk to me about the conditions and/or terms in order for us to change my f*cking curfew, or whatever the hell you want to call it, he couldn't do that one, simple thing for me that I have asked. This is some fucking bullshit. I haven't done anything wrong. I've done everything they asked. If they feel I need to mop the floors, and this and that... FINE. I'll do it! WHATEVER! It's not that big o' deal. I ASKED what i needed to do and all i needed was an answer. It's just sad that I had to NOT do something for him to get an answer from someone else other than him! WTF?!!?!? I'm so tired of this shyt. I've felt like crying so much lately. I'm tired of being tough all the time. I want to be easy sailing, at least for the summer. I thought that's what it was for? This isn't very common for me. But i'm tired of fighting this fight. i'm ready to end it. Hmm. WHatever. Let's just hope the interview I have tomorrow goes well. And... Maybe I can occupy my time worrying about how much money i'll make instead of what the next argument at home is going to be about....Yeah Right. Wish me Luck.