I'm sure I'll get the picture.

Im sitting here, alone, in my under armor pants and a new penn state hoodie, alone being the key word. I hate this. I should be at Ali's with my friends, the friends I basicaly only get to see once a week, at the sleepover we have every weekend. Once again I should be there. But nope, im here. Last night when I asked to go, the convo went like this:
Me: Can I sleepover alis tonight?
Mother: No
Me: Why not?
Mother: What do you mean why not?
Me: I mean why cant i sleep over?
Mother: Because you're there every weekend, and I'm saying no
End

Then today as we're driving home from penn state:
Mother: So I drove past Ali's this morning, and I saw a lot of cars, one of them being Jakes
Me: yeah I know.
Mother: oh so boys sleep over there too?
Me: yeah, its not a big deal, its not like anything ever even happens
Mother: I dont know that.
Me: well its the truth, alis mom knows theyre there. once again not a big deal
Mother: Her mother knows and is okay with that?
Me: uhm yeah, shes always there, shes knows theyre there.
Mother: oh well I dont agree with that.
end

piss me off, she thinks we're doing stuff. yup sorry i forgot to inform you, we have crazy wild sex, all together in the basement, all the time. execpt, that never happens.


I then get asked by ali, jake and brendan if i was coming to the sleep over tonight. I honestly i didnt even bother to ask seeing as i knew the conversation would play out as this:
Me: mom can I sleep over alis tonight
Mother: ( something along the lines of) are you kidding me, i said no last night, and now i know boys are there, you shouldnt even have bothered asking, or, NO.]
Me: fine goodnight.
end

I love the fact that she STILLLLLLLLLLLLL doesnt trust me. Like thanks, you really show how much you love me. I mean sure i fucked up. I wont deny that, i did, but i ALWAYS tell you where i am, and what im doing, i have good grades, i work, i dont drink, i dont do drugs, and im not having sex. Like what else do you want from me? So what, i have a sleepover with boys, what am i six? Nothing ever happens at the sleepovers, seeing as denise and danny are upstairs, not to mention danny is chief of police. Like im not stupid. god this whole situation is just pissing me off. You want to know what we do at these sleep overs? Eat about eight tons of oreos and watch movies, oh and play parachute panic. I guess the only choice is to become completly withdrawn, have no friends, and never go out. Will you trust me then?



"If you're lost, you can look and you will find me, time after time."