People. I hate them.

I don't get it. I'll never get it. It's something that parents do to their kids that just never ever made any kind of sense.

Parent: Honey, I have to go to the grocery store. Get ready.
Child: I don't want to go! Let me stay here and sleep (etc)
Parent: Get ready now and don't make me count to three!!
Child: [complaining and arguing]
Parent: You've got 5 minutes to get ready or you're grounded. (etc)
Child: [gets ready despite own wishes]

(At the store)
Child: I'm miserable. I hate this. I hate everything (etc)
Parent: Stop yelling!
Child: Why'd you make me come with you?!
Parent: Because I'm your parent and you do what I say!
Child: [complaining and arguing, now in PUBLIC]
Parent: [embarrassed at child screaming]

You'd think the lesson learned would be to lock the child in their bedroom and make it a peaceful trip to the grocery store! No. People are fucking thick and selfish and would rather take the 'my way' route than the practical one.

But hey, I don't have children... Who am I to say?

I'VE GOT TO DEAL WITH THOSE FUCKERS SCREAMING THEIR HEADS OFF IN THE STORES WHEN I'M TRYING TO BUY SOME GODDAMNED TYLENOL TO BEGIN WITH!

-sigh- And I wish it ended with childhood. Some parent figures never really shake that control off, even when their children or extended children become adults. These are the same people who put their feet down for outlandish traditional values while the rest of the world MOVES THE FUCK ON. These are the people that are determined to drive the same old cars because they're 'good cars' despite their 9mpg rating and missing bumpers. These are the people that don't value their actual family, but that value the control they have over the members of their family when they host reunions. They pride themselves on sending god-bound children out to cover tables and cut vegetables, despite their runny noses and tear-stained cheeks. They destroy the social lives of their children by setting ridiculous bounds and slapping curfews on LEGAL 21+ ADULTS because a part of their own childhood was pissed on.

When these people die, the world will be better off.

That parent could have done a million other things besides saying 'my way and no other'...

Child: I don't want to go!
Parent: But honey, if I leave you here you'll be all alone! What if a thief breaks in and kidnaps you?
Child: [gently] But I really don't want to go, not this time... I'm tired...
Parent: ... Bring a pillow and blanket and you can sleep in the car while I get the groceries. (OR) Did you want me to call the neighbor girl over to watch the house while I'm gone?
Child: Ok!

I'm no master of negotiation, but I DO know that this isn't a foreign concept.

December 24th

Any minute now, my phone will ring with my new 'Carol of Bells' ringtone that I've set for the season and my aunt will be listed under 'Incoming Call'... She'll tell me she and my mother are getting on route 309 and they'll be here shortly...

I can still smell the bleach and conditioner in my hair from dying it a few hours ago. For a while, I couldn't smell anything over the layers of air fresheners located strategically around my apartment, so the rotten purged smell is almost welcome...

I'm lonely. That's the only reason I'm blogging.

I've really got nothing for you. :/

'Tis the season...

Have you ever felt like it's time for a change? Not just any change, but one that will reshape you as an individual?

I get like this every year around this time. I start spending money on Christmas gifts for people and it sinks in... Sometimes it's "Do I really want to spend my hard-earned cash on this person?" or "Will I even be associated with them long enough for them to receive it?"

Under this guise, I opted not to participate in the Secret Santa and Christmas Party sponsored by 204. I feel like it's time for me to associate myself with more work-oriented partners and stop distracting myself with fun... Or maybe that's the economic crisis talking.

This is even more curious considering all my rants about being able to have friends when you're in a relationship with someone. Maybe all my boyfriends haven't been controlling, maybe I've been a recluse. So, in turn, I'm ditching my friends for something more righteous and lasting...

Me.

Merry Christmas. :/