Thursday, February 26, 2004
at 10:34 PM
what decade does your personality live in?
quiz brought to you by lady interference, ltd
I always knew it- my parents did sleep in twin beds. My sister (Ashlea) and I wore oxfords when we were little.
When I called The Father last night to remind him about filling out the FAFSA forms and sending me my employment tax information (Rainforest Cafe sent my stuff to my old address), during the course of our short conversation he threatened not to pay my tuition next year. Our conversation was short because I called his cell phone long-distance after discovering the company disconnected his home phone. It would appear he did not pay this month's bill. I mentioned a little concern of mine that he might not be able to pay for my schooling, which made him somewhat irate with me.
For background, he isn't paying a dime for me this semester. It's community college! I blew all the money I made at Marshalls on two classes; my grandpa paid for two more. The Father never sends me spending money or cute little care packages (like April's mommy does). He never even calls me unless in response to a call I make him.
This and sundry other things culminated this evening/morning in me sending him a scathing e-mail. I essentially told him he could forget all about me if he thought he could blackmail me. I cannot fathom why he is holding my tuition over my head, but I am plenty pissed, believe you me, oh cyber world. I informed him that since he isn't doing shit for me already, his threat meant nothing. I'll stay here and get an apartment somewhere if I have to. I'll move to Austin and find a friend among the millions of UT kids who still needs a roommate. I'll sell my body in the streets if it means I won't be dealing with his nonsense any longer!
