God damn, this weekend sucked.
Friday was alright, cuz I toked up for the first time in like... months. But it was shitty weed, so it wasn't great. I get home to fuckin' find out that I have to spend the night with my parents in Chicago after going to see River-fucking-dance. Jesus Fuck, man.
The show itself wasn't bad. A bit long, and the end dragged on for just about ever; the dancers, though, were incredibly good at what they do, and anyone with talent gains my respect. The company that was kept during the show, however, is slowly losing my respect.
I NEED to get OUT of this FUCKING HOUSE. I swear to god. My parents... GAH! I can't explain my frustration in words. It's something that has gotten under my skin for the past 8 years (as far back as I can remember) and won't leave me be.
My mom: She thinks I'm still a 12 year old who's afraid of the dark and will get lost on the way home if he stays out past 10 o'clock at night. She doesn't realize that I'm old enough to make my own decisions, and can make rational ones, at that.
My dad: He doesn't think that I can do anything without his help. I think it stems from the fact that I'm BETTER than him, and he doesn't cope with that very well.
In general, it's a "little boy" complex. My parents can't come to grips with the fact that I am old enough to actually MOVE OUT, the only reason that I don't being the fact that I don't have a job that brings in enough money.
I thought staying at home, going to community college would be good for me. Jesus, I can't explain how wrong I was. I NEED to get accepted to a college; I want to apply to Columbia College in Chicago. One of my High School english teachers (a person I respect more than anyone else on this planet) recommended it to me as a good Journalism school. That would be awesome; to live in the city, AWAY from my parents.
Hopefully I can apply at the end of this semester. It'd be nice, cuz I'd have my math class out of the way (assuming they make journalism majors take math down there), and have some social sciences out of the way, too. Oh, the bliss of leaving home...

And that just about wraps up my weekend. Oh, and there was the part about work SUCKING today, but at least I wasn't at home, with my parents.

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