Friday, July 09, 2004

Watch me become who I wasn't.

I woke up to the garbage truck and I couldn't get back to sleep after that. It was 7:45. How fortunate, I thought. Two alarms were set to ring at 8, and they didn't need to. I heard my parents from my window, dad leaving, mom watering plants. No, the night didn't wipe away any frustration or anger from yesterday. I woke up with clenched fists.

So I proved dad wrong. I did everything he was so angry thinking that I wasn't able to do. Thanks dad for the faith. I always thought you were a great supporter.

Anyway, he called and checked if I did. I gave monosyllabic answers, not because I was still angry, but because that's all that came out. He called again five minutes later to apologize. Thanks for that. I don't care. Well, he said that he just wants to best for me. Gotta love the way he shows it. I don't care. Man, I know this isn't the last time I'll ever feel this way or he'll ever make me feel that way, so what's the point. Lemme just stay this way so its not such a let down next time.

I find myself avoiding confrontation with my dad because now I fear him. I hate how he makes me hate myself.

So this is what my schedule looks like:
MWF: 9.10-10.00 Political and Social Philosophy
MW: 12.10-2.00 Leisure Lifestyle Development
W: 7.00-9.45 First Year Composition
TTh: 8.10-9.25 Sociological Perspective
TTH: 2.10-3.25 History of the US since Reconstruction

Interesting, right? Well, I'm looking forward to the philosophy class, the leisure class, and the sociology class. Not so excited for the other two. In a little more than a month, I'm going to be moving into an apartment with three strangers. Gosh, I'm scared. And I got before everyone else goes to college, too. That scares me even more. Everyone will be enjoying the end of summer, and I'll be studying. Oh well, I came to the realization that I will not miss my shows after all, except on Wednesday. How many friggin hours am I supposed to study realistically? I hope I'm smart enough to get through with not much...because I'm addicted to television. And I know that's not going to be my only addiction in life.

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