Feeling Dejected

Hello,

Blargh... well, today I went to school at regular time, but I don't have to be in 1st period until after the May long weekend, so I just sat in the gathering area and read a couple of "Serenity" graphic novels I borrowed from a friend. I wrote a practice History HL Paper 1 exam in social class, worked on stuff in Bio and did nothing in French, as usual.

I came home and vegetated, talked to my friend and fell asleep. I woke up to an instant message from her informing me that I was being kidnapped. I have 5 minutes to dress and get my stuff in order before I had to leave. We watched "Tangled" at her house, and I officially love that movie. So sweet!

I decided to be a responsible young adult and tell my mother about my alcoholic shopping I did yesterday in the hopes that I would gain big-girl points for being straight-forward and honest. All I got was the "you're such an irresponsible teenager" talk. My mother informed me that I'm drinking every two days, which I was unaware of; I assumed that last night was the first time I'd had anything to drink in at least two weeks. Why is it that every time I try to be the responsible one I end up being the stupid teenager? In my mind, just because my mother drinks a half-glass of wine once a month and I'm interested in drinking on a social level twice or three times a month does not mean that I'm a chronic drunk waiting to happen. And I hate being compared to our neighbour, who is known for binge drinking. I have never gotten drunk and I certainly don't plan on it. I'm halfway to deciding never to tell my mother anything anymore, I'm tired of being the bad guy.

Anyway, that's all the griping I needed to do tonight. Thank you for listening!

~Alexandra