Basically the whole blog is about how im over my parents and everything about them. Yes they brought me up, yes they have kept me clothed and kept me healthy and all that. But our personalities just don't mix.
Fist off we will start off with the least hated of the two, my Dad, also known as Guy William Taylor (yes thats the same middle name as me). I can have ocnversations with him without them getting out of control, those times i wouldn't trade for the world. There good, we talk about politics, money, his bisness, people around us, how mum is overreacting about something. But then when it comes to what you should get out of life for him its all about money, near no enjoyment. Of course im the opposite, i tell him he should quit his work and retire, or at least do less hours he has employees that can do the work for him. But no he has to be out working all the time, when he isnt working at his job hes working doing something at home or sleeping, i do respect him for that. But personally I think he does this to keep away from home, because there are always arguments here. Now and again me and him get so fired up at each other we have to be seperated because where about to though a fist at each other, and this has happened before, of course i was the one who got canned, but i dont give a shit. Its usually over something to do with school and how I dont care if I fail something or something like that. But these usually happen because he is all ready fired up from a argument with my mum, which happens probz 5-6 out of the 7 days a week. Other than the little fights i can live with him.
Now for my Mum, or Debra Taylor. She is someone I hate normally so much, she thinks shes allways right, she thinks she is better than me, she thinks money is the main thing in life, she likes to be in control, when shes wrong she gets fired up and goes off topic, when im talking to her about something little she goes off at me for no reason. A good example for this is that once in english I "snatched" a sheet off Mrs. Irving, and then Mrs. Irving took the sheet back and I had to copy off someone else, i nearly finnished the assignment. Anyways, after school in the car Mum asked what homework I had tonite, I said I had some english but I couldn't do it because I didnt have the sheet. I had to explain to her why I didn't have it, then she went off, going how rude I must have been and all this shit. But it didn't end there I had to write a appology note to Mrs. Irving which I gave to her the next day and she was like that was unnecisary, tell your mum that. But it didn't end there, my mum deleted my assignment and made me redo it infront of her, and I had to get all the info off someone else. This is just one example of her over-reacting.
Now today, as soon as I got home after walking from Adams she asks "do you want a drving lesson?" i caually just said no because im to tired from walking, then she just had a mass go at me because I never want to go out or some shit. Then shes like I wont bother having the driving instructor comeing here, i just walked off because I know theres no point fighting. Then after tea I went upstairs and sat next to her while she was on her computer, then she said the computer was going slow, she started going oh why dont you make this go faster its all your stuff on here, again this is wrong, i haevnt had one thing of mine on there for years, i have my own computer. Then she had a go at me for using up all the usuage of our measly 2 gig of downloads for the net. I just calmly said that it isn't enough downloads and I hardly use any of it brookes downloading music allmost 24/7. The amount I use is a little bit, and we only go onto dailup speed when it goes over. She was complaining it takes ages to load pages on dailup speed, which is like a min, I just said she had no pacients. That set her off completely, she just had some mass go at me, shouting her head off, and like usual i try get her to calm down. Didn't work like usual, i just walked off much easier.
I give up on them, Im on the verg of giving up on my family all together. Honestly I want my parents to get a divorce, would make my life alot calmer i think. My Dad and Mum wouldnt be fighting constently, cuausing them to be pissy then take it out on me and my sis. Shes lucky though because they never blame her for anything, im the one to blame, but i rather it that way, I would hate for her to go though what I have to sometimes.
I GIVE UP!!!