User blog comment:Cdragon13/January Vent Blog/@comment-4816103-20150103002707

I hate that my dad and I just had another argument. Yeah, I know that I can be extremely lazy sometimes. Tell me something I don't know, sherlock. That I should have put in "effort" towards setting up my community service job for school isn't one of them. I would have, had my mom not known the person in charge of the place I want to volunteer, because she went ahead and contacted them for me. What was I supposed to do? If I need to call them later, I will. Just because she went ahead and did it for me this time does not mean I wouldn't have gotten around to it on my own sooner or later, she just beat me to it. And yeah, I'm not driving yet, big deal. I have nowhere to go, no car to drive, and just not much interest anymore now that you, dad, turned it into something REQUIRED for me to do without giving me an incentive/deadline TO do it.

I hate that I still have a headache, and all the screaming and crying made it worse.

I hate that I'm hungry right now because I chose not to eat dinner because A) We were still fighting, B)I wasn't hungry half an hour ago, C) My head still hurts, D) I was still crying, and E) I just didn't want what was served. Now I want food but there's nothing to have unless I just snack on chips and popcorn or something.

I hate that my dad actually made a lot of good points and usually when we argue he's not wrong, but I am just so stubborn that when I feel like I have a point to make, or a "mission" to accomplish,or I just think I'm plain correct, I won't stop arguing about it EVER unless I "win" and I NEVER win even when I am completely in the right. Usually he just threatens to punish me unless I go along with it. I mean, okay, maybe I DO need to read the driving site before taking my test unlike others because I don't pay much attention when actually in the car. But other times...no, I'm right, so listen to me.