Current location:	Mount "Vermin"
Current mood:	frustrated
Current music:	"Pork and Beans" - Weezer
Entry tags:	cmc, parents, rant, the future (scary!)

RANT
 I'm always up too late.  I stay up because I dread the morning.  If I could I would probably stay in today forever.  New days mean new days at work.  New days to screw up and feel useless because I just can't get used to the daily routine of Wendy's.  I always forget something.  I've only been there for about two weeks but it seems like they expect me to know it all by now.  

And I'm sick of my parents.  They just don't get it.  I'm so excited about CMC I could practically explode.  But all my dad thinks about is the fact that it's fourteen hours away.  He refuses to try to see it through my eyes and be proud of me for getting in and be happy for me that for the first time in my life I feel like I'm going to be doing what I was meant to do.  

And all my mom can say is "You have my support, do you need his too?"
They're supposed to be my PARENTS. BOTH of them.  Even if that wasn't a completely ludicrous comment for that reason it would be a false statement because I don't really have her support.  She's been trying to push different careers on me this whole entire time because she doesn't really believe I can do this.  She doesn't think I can find a job in the music industry.

I guess I have to believe in myself enough for three people...