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My dad gave me $700. I'm not even kidding. And for once... I actually didn't want him to give me money. Especially not $700. That's just ridiculous. I mean, $10, $20, $50, fine. But $700!?!?! HOLY s**t!!! scream

See.... I hafta basically get something done to sorta-kinda save myself from going mad (not explaining what... too complicated, and not exactly literally... XD) and the cost is 2k basically. My dad has 1.7k on account there... so I was basically faced with the problem of coming up with the extra $700. And finally I got around to doing it, and I told my dad I was going to work off the $700.

Basically, what I was going to do was work at my friend's parents business, which woulda meant me getting up at 6 A.M. to go with them to work, and then working from 8 ‘till 4 P.M. And THEN I woulda had to travel an hour to get to my other job… which I would have stayed to ‘till 10 P.M. And I was quite willing to do it… and was all ready to go for a few weeks beating myself up, and dad was actually somewhat okay with it too. Until he found out about me waking up at 6 A.M… because I’m supposed to be sleeping. Then he was like ‘Ok. Guess what? You’re not going to do it.’

I was like ‘WHAT!?!?!’ But he wouldn’t have it. He REFUSED to let me argue with him about it, and then when I asked him how else I was gonna get $700, he told me he’d pay for it, and that he didn’t care, but he wasn’t gonna let me kill myself by working all day and not sleeping. He reminded me of someone else I know who cares… stare XD

But anyway… I guess it’s good I have the money. But I’m still so annoyed… because I wanted to pay for it. I’m tired of borrowing money from people… even if this is my dad we’re talking about. I’d like to be able to work and pay for my stuff… but I guess being 17, I still don’t quite have that right. Ah well. Maybe I’ll get over it one day. Unlikely though. stare

But it was interesting… because before he didn’t want to pay for it, and he was tight on money, so I never pushed it on him. It was only when I threatened to go do the whole bust-my-a**-and-not-sleep routine did he go ‘NO WAY IN HELL!!!!’ Not that I’d ever do it on purpose just to get money. But it was interesting. I’m glad I have a dad who cares so much though.

Anyway… things are going well… and I guess I’m glad I don’t have to do operation bust-my-a**, because at least I still get to talk to James. I love talking to him… hearing his voice is comforting. So very, very comforting. I love him… I could say it forever. But I really do. And I don’t throw around that term very often. So saying it is like, really a big thing for me. But I do. ^^ redface

Erm… I gotta go though. Sleep is necessary, and my dad’ll kick me off if I’m on too long anyway. Good night! wink