Well, I knew it was only a matter of time before me and mom had it out. It so happened that today was that day. It all started innocently enough. I spent the night at Holly’s, where she braided my hair (pictures forthcoming) in 5 hours time. Also had some fun webcammy chats hehe.

But anyways, mom came to pick me up and we stopped at Sobeys for a minute to pick up Pepsi with my last 10 bucks. I even sorta mentioned that I only had enough for the case of 12 even though I firstly grabbed the 24 case (this is important, trust me). So we got in the car and took off for home.

So she told me i owed her 20$ for gas and then I was like, mom you’re gonna hafta wait. I have no money. She got a bit huffy about that, and I pointed out that I just put ten bucks in on Sunday, but apparently that doesn’t count. Ok, so 30 bucks almost fills up the tank. I swear I didn’t take the car THAT MUCH. That’s just unreasonable. Two trips to town don’t equal 20$ let alone 30$. So then, I’m like, well geez mom, you complain if I’m on the net, you complain if I’m taking your car! I’m not getting many hours at work, what do you want from me!? She got really mad at that. I’ll admit, maybe I’m being a smartass, but come on! Seriously, what does she want me to do with myself! She told me I should go to bed at a decent hour and get up earlier. I said “what great thing am I missing by sleeping in?” I never got a straight answer for that, because there really isn’t one. No big hairy deal. After a few more words were said, and I got really mad when she kept interrupting me (I HATE THAT!!!) I just told her I was moving out in July when my lease started. And she said “Fine.”

After that, when we got home, I just ignored the fight and talked to her like nothing happened. I’m still quite liking the idea of moving out. It means broadband, my own food, hopefully a better job, and some peace and quiet. Not to mention I love Wolfville. That place is really my home. I can’t describe it any other way, and I really miss being there.

I don’t know… I’m really torn. I’ll feel bad about leaving my job here and my friends, and plus it’s my last full summer at home. But living here isn’t very fun. This house is so… grr! I want my own cat, I want freedom. I miss my independence. I got so used to it at Wolfville. I want to sleep in and not feel like the devil incarnate! I just feel bad about leaving early.

On the bright side, I got paid for work on the website. I’m getting 6 an hour, which I almost feel guilty about. I mean, I have no real training! So that’s a bit extra money for me, which means that my whole Red Cap cheque is going straight to my school account. So that means I’m almost making rent for July. I really should just rely on tips and website money for spending and put all work cheques straight to rent money. I need to shape up. Ebay is BAD! But oh so addictive!

Another funny add-on, the credit card woman called today asking if I had any questions about my card, and I was like, nope I;m good, and she said “Want me to activate it?” and I had to tell her no three different ways. Next time, I’ma tell her my parents cut it up. Which I’ll get around to doing whenever I find where I put it!