Hey everyone. i know it's been awhile, and a lot has happened, but I'll get to that later. I had a post to talk about all that, but right now I just need to vent about my dad.
See, tonight I went to see a musical a couple of my friends were in with Charlie (we're now going out), Becca, and Bryan. The play was fun, a little boring and some of the kids forgot lines and stuff, but overall alright. Well,it started at 7, and intermission was around 8ish. So I figured that the second half would be the same length. Dad was going to leave to pick me up at Charlie's place at 9, so I thought we'd be leaving at the same time, and Charlie and I would have a few minutes to spare. Turns out the second half went until 10. Yeah, it was long. So he calls me during curtain call. "I'm here" I just kinda said stupidly "You are? Oh, well, the play just ended right now. They're at curtain call..." "WHAT?! Why didn't you call me and tell me that you were running over? You knew I was leaving at 10." He kept ranting and whatnot, but I just kinda tuned him out since people were starting to walk out of the theater and I was trying to find a quieter spot. So we hang up and I walk over to my other friends (they'd walked out by now) and tell the ones in the play that they did a good job and whatnot. Eventually me and Charlie walk out to the car.
Getting into the car, I realized that unlike it being 9:30 like I thought it had been, it was actually 10. No wonder my dad was pissed, but how the hell was I supposed to know that the second half was longer than the first? Once we got to Charlie's, I get into the car and as soon as I shut the door he's on me. And he kept ranting for twenty minutes. He kept saying how irresponsible I was, and how my head is in the clouds. Then it got into how he's on call and what would he have done if there had been an emergency with one of his patients. How me being irresponsible might cost someone their life. How I'm just going to fail at college next year because I have no sense of time. I just let him rant. I've learned that that's the best bet. Because even if I tell him what I know he wants to hear, he'll just keep going.
What got me pissed though was him bringing up his patients. He says I don't care? That I don't care about them and how he might have to run off and save their life? HAH! That's the biggest lie I've ever heard. I have spent 17 years of my life thinking about them. When I was younger, the excuse why he was never at my soccer games, never took me to ballet, almost never did anything with me was he had to work, or he was tired from working. The reason we didn't go anywhere was he had to work. As I got older, the excuses just kept coming. Then once they got a divorce, the excuse that I couldn't go out with friends was my dad was on call and couldn't go far away in case their was an emergency. I missed out on so many things because of that. Still do to be honest. And of course no one could pick me up because we live a half hour out, and it's not like there's anything to do here anyways. When he picks me up from school, I'm usually there until 4 because he has to work. One time, I was there until 5. How dare he say that I don't understand? How dare he say I don't care? I still remember that just a few years ago, he was late to my ballet recital and missed my first song because he had to work. Believe me, I understand that very well. And it's not like he was completely perfect when he was my age. I've heard stories about the stuff he'd do with his friends. Stay out until 3 AM partying. I don't do that with my friends.
Then there's the other drama from tonight. During the play I got a text from Natasha. During intermission I texted her back wondering what was going on. Apparently she's been flirting with some kid in Canada, Aaron. He used to live here, but moved a few years back. When he lived here, he had a crush on Natasha and even asked her out, but she said no. Now they're talking again and she's flirting with him, even though she was a boyfriend. She was asking me if it was wrong she was flirting with him. I told her yes, then she tried to explain herself, even using four f-bombs. (Natasha never swears. Ever.) I never got a chance to text her back because then the play started again and once it was over, the parental controls on her phone kicked in. Once I got home, I sent her a message on facebook explaining what happened and just reminding her that her boyfriend is here, while Aaron is in Canada.
Why this bothers me so much is my mom cheated on my dad, my first boyfriend might have cheated on me (I know he at least asked permission to. It was weird), then that same boyfriend went on and cheated on another friend of mine. Nothing good comes from cheating. It's a vile thing and I could never forgive anyone who ever did that to me. Thankfully I know Charlie never would. How can I make her see that flirting isn't always innocent or harmless? I know Aaron won't see it that way. This isn't the first time they have problems with her flirting. That's why she's all worried. The first time really was harmless, but Aaron still got jealous. They're still dealing with that drama, and it was months ago. I love Natasha, sometimes she really seems like my little sister, or even my daughter like we kid around, but she's just so dumb sometimes. I know I have to let her make her own mistakes, but her boyfriend is really nice. I don't want to see him get hurt, and I really don't want Natasha to get hurt. I know that if her boyfriend finds out what's going on, he'll really doubt their relationship and might even leave her. That would kill Natasha, but I can't help but wonder if the reason she keeps flirting with other guys is that she wants to leave him, if only subconsciously. I just don't know.
So sorry this was a depressing post. I promise the next one won't be. I actually had started it a few days ago, but then I accidentally exited out of firefox when all I meant to do was close a tab, and then I just didn't feel like finishing it. I'll put it up soon though. Probably Tuesday.
