I was waiting for someone to get off work to pass a book to him when my mother calls up, all screaming like, telling me to get home now! I then called the person I was supposed to pass the book to and give a ride home and ask if he could come out a little bit earlier. He came out on the dot at the time he was supposed to finish to the car, which meant that he came out earlier than usual. I then proceeded to drive like a semi-mad woman home, and was about to turn into said guy’s house road when lo and behold, DAD’S car goes by on the opposite street. There’s no chance of him missing me too; he had stopped and was waiting for the traffic on my side of the road to clear for him to cross. I pretended that nothing had happened, waved, and then sent him home.
Mom calls in the moment I open the front door, making me run to the phone, and then proceeds to ask me calmly what’s for dinner. By now, I am pissed. Mom and Dad didn’t care about having dinner together when my bro and I were kids, but they want to play at it now. That was behind the screaming on the phone earlier. She was alarmed when I told her I was at Burger King’s in order to give myself a bit of time.
*Sigh* Looks like I won’t be making it to GACC after all.
*Note to self* Make job work so I can move out by August.
EDIT: I just noticed that they never once asked me how did the medical exam go, and they were more concerned with the fact that I stay out the most I can whenever I go out. Really, with a home like this, is it any wonder?