
I've been thinking i need a timetable. I used to have one, it was called "when i turn sixteen, i'll leave." And i did! For less then a year.
So far its been me asking every month or so "When are you going to kick me out?"
Dad: "I'll buy you a suitcase for your birthday."
Mum: "Hmm, is tomorrow convenient for you?"
My birthday has come and gone, and so has tomorrow. I'm stumped. I tried asking the question more often but it just gets ignored. I think its definitely gotta be part of a secret plan to keep me on my toes. Or it would be that I'm just too profitable... with the fine for being up late in the morning and all.
I have tried "What would you do without me?" But that just got nasty results.
Dad: "I'd save a million dollars on food and utilities!"
Mum: "Exactly as we're doing now, only much, MUCH better."
13 comments:
no! don't leave. :(
I know where you can go
i guessi'm experiencing a similar circumstance in life... i wanna leave! i wanna go somewhere else and become FD and serve the Lord and win souls and be with other people... but i guess the Lord's timings are not mine... also my sis would feel terribly lonely if i left her here alone at home with my parents so it has to be somewhere where they acceot us both... anyway.. He knows and i'm sure he wont forget about your or me and He'll open the perfect door for us when he thinks will be the best time :) keep the faith!
Often i wish i didnt like mum and dad. And so have no qualms about leaving them.
too bad.
I have that strange disease of liking ones parents.
Are you serious about leaving? I always thought of leaving my parents, but I shtick with them until I was 21. Couldn't leave my 5 sibblings for my pooor mom to look after. So keep it up Lisa, according to de Lords time, and you will be set free.
I officially loves this post! Cuz its so very very depressing!
Don't worry Tams, i'm not leaving. Why is it depressing? I dont want to leave, i'm just reacting to hints that i 'should'.
you ought to. i'm growing exceedingly bored of you. time to become useful. time to drink less milk. time to cease compelling Jo to buy you coffee just because she feels sorry for you. she tried that tactic on me today. "nicky refuses to buy us peanut butter," i remarked.--she was at that moment flaunting a peanut butter sandwich in my face. "i cant bring some for you next time!" and she went on to say that "you do so much for me, helping my kids--nicky and LISA, and you, tammy. but, OF COURSE, not you, cherish."
hmm, this wasnt my intended moral of the story, it just came out that way as my memory was being provoked.
yes we 'help' jo's kids alright.
hahahaha
yeah the other day cherish and i had to tell cydney that dragons did exist at one point.
Its depressing in the way that its portrayed.
Draagons definately still exist, and there's proof...
yeah, Komodo Dragons :p LOL
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