Man, oh Man

Alright. I've just about had it. I've reached my boiling point. Check this out.... Saturday night, I went out with Whitney and our friend Tony from school. I talked to my dad one last time about the curfew issue and, well, it only made me more upset. I have now come to realize that he's a control freak and that I really just dont need to live here any longer. Well, my dad kept asking me questions before he gave me his verdict. He was like, "so... just because something ENDS at this time doesn't mean you have to be there til 3, does it?". I'm thinking to myself, WHAT?!! What the hell does that have to do with my curfew? THEN, he asked wat time one of my good friends from gradeschool's curfew was. He goes, "so what time is Caryn's curfew?". I really wanted to say to him, "I don't f*cking know!! She probably doesn't HAVE one!" But simply answered, "Look, I don't know." (later on that evening, I indeed found out that she didn't have one, but that's another story). Any, he Finally comes up with his stupid ruling and says "um....2:30". I swear, the way he says it tells me that he's wrong for this decision. I clenched my teeth so I couldn't utter a word. Ugh! Man, oh man. I was heated, as usual. But go figure. I mean, all I seem to do in this house is deliberate, fight, and argue. Anyway, 10:45 rolls around and the girls roll up to pick me up. I told myself that I wasn't going to let this whole curfew thing get to me and that I would just have a good time no matter what. Saw a lot of people from my highschool as well as my boy Stanley i used to work with. It's always good to catch up. Well, 1:50 rolls around and 2 of the girls that my girl Tony drove was looking for her. Apparently they had a curfew of 1:30 or somethin' like that. (they JUST graduated from highschool). So... I knew that as soon as we found her, we were going to leave. I immediately got bummed out. I mean, the college party I went to wasn't even all that or anything, but I think it was just the fact that I couldn't make the decision on what time I leave. WEll, we got out of there about ten minutes later and head to the front of the hotel. We hit the highway. We started in the direction towards my house so Tony figured she would drop me off first. Once we changed from 70 to 170 my whole mood just changed for the worst. When we were in the car, the girls got phone calls from people talking about hanging out now, getting something to eat at several places like Dennys, Ihop, White Castle, etc etc. You know the routine. Well, I was absolutely miserable after this point. It just made me so upset. THen I started thinking about my current situation like this..... As SOON as I get home, what am I gonna do? I'm gonna sit up for a couple hours, watch TV, and get on the internet. Why can't i at least go to one of those designated places people are calling about and having a good time. I really wouldn't even be "out" anymore. Not only that, but i truthfully tell them where I'm going! You know what I'm sayin'? But I have come to realize that none of that shyt matters now. None of it. I give up. I don't know what else I can do.. I guess nothing. I'm to the point where I don't even want to go out anymore. It's time for me to move out and that's all there is to it. Man, oh man.