I haven’t really blogged in awhile…which is kind of weird, but the reason for that is I don’t really have anything upsetting me I have to put down…except
Well this is a funny/awkward story for those who know me and Tay…
So my dad and I have been in this fight where we don’t talk to each other…pretty much not acknowledge the others presence. It started when he came back from vacation with his girlfriend and I told him that the passenger side window shattered. He thought that I intentionally did it..why? I have NO idea, but I didn’t. No matter what I told him, he didn’t believe me. Whatever. So I was mad at him for not believing me and he was mad at me cause he thought I did it. Usually when we fight, he gets over it within a few days and everything goes back to normal so I assumed that when I got back from Bonnaroo, things would be okay. To my surprise, he was still ignoring me.
A little background on the the relationship my father and I have: I love my dad, I always will, but we but head a lot mostly because we are a like in many ways. For example, we both think we are right and no matter what the other says, we won’t back down even though he or she may be wrong. Point and case with the car situation. He obviously was wrong and most of the time he is, but he would never admit it. My dad is kind of awkward and does not really know how to have conversations with me and my sister, which is fine, but it also sucks cause are conversations are really boring and are the typical “so how’s school” yada yada yada. So we aren’t close in the sense that I tell him everything, but I owe him so much for the money he puts into my future and my life currently. Cmon, living in the city is fucking expensive. Ever since college though, we spent less and less time together and every time I am home, it would just seem like we would but heads constantly. Not gonna lie, my dad’s favorite is my sister. It’s so obvious and that’s okay with me. I just kind of learned to accept it; she on the other hand will continue to deny it. I pretty much come and go out of the house and 99.9 percent of the time my dad does not know where I am and nor do I ask his permission. Like for Bonnaroo, he did not know I was going till the day before -_- woops.
So back to the story-
I got home and he was still ignoring me. I brushed it off because after sometime I learned how to handle myself when my dad was in one of his grumpy moods. You pretty much pretend he isn’t there. My dad and I never…EVER talk things out cause he doesn’t know how to listen. Another negative characteristic of his so this is how we solve our problems between each other. A week has past since Bonnaroo and I finally found out why he has been pissed for so long. This Friday into Saturday, my friends and I decided to spend some time at Jacob’s beach house. SO MUCH FUN. It sucks the weekend had to be cut short because me and Ktak have work tomorrow so we decided to come home tonight. On the way home, my sister urgently texts me asking where I am and when I will be home…multiple times. In my head I knew instantly I was in fucking trouble. The second I get home, my sister pulls me into the room and tells me what my nana has to talk to me about. She tells me that our dad vented/exploded on her saying how Me and Tay, who I have known my entire life, had sex during our trip. WHAT. As soon as she told me, I bursted out laughing. 1. my dad knows the vieras. 2. my dad has known Tay for awhile now. 3. Just no. So my dad was hurt by the fact that me and Tay “are hooking up” when we are clearly not and never going to. I was surprised that my dad actually cared seeing as the year and a half I was on and off with Drew he did not even question whether we were doing it or not. IT MAKES NO SENSE.
Also what I don’t get is that my dad has been allowing me to sleep over Ryan’s, Austin’s, Tay’s, Jacob’s, the Greene’s, the Barry’s house/ beach house, for the past 6 years now. SIX YEARS. AND NOW HE’S CONCERNED. WHAT.
Never will I date/hook up with one of the guys/bros. I can never see them like that and I made that promise to myself to never date within the circle of friends…it’s just not right.