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Jan. 7th, 2003 06:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
timepiececlockI'm kind of emotionally exhausted.
I was so excited earlier today, because I had my first day of Political Science and I'm fairly sure that I'm in a mad non-sexy student-love with my new teacher. I'm going to adore that class, I know already. Like, adore in that worship-now-want-all-the-time-read-see-and-speak-nothing-else way. Except my other classes, which I think I'm going to love too, though probably not quite as much. This will be such a fun quarter.
But I came home and was telling my dad about how excited I was, after calling my mom and telling her just before he arrived. And my mom was happy to hear, but then it came up that I'd never actually TOLD her my grades for last quarter, which I've known for about two weeks. I was so shocked.... I thought I HAD. I remembered, but I guess that was just telling my dad.
This came up in conversation with him, and soon the talking changed into this whole other thing where he said my mom was feeling sensitive, because she didn't think that I shared important stuff with her, only surface stuff. And this was an example.
I've always felt like I could talk to my mother more than my dad, so hearing this made me start crying practically on the spot (which I don't do-- never come to tears this rapidly before), and I couldn't TELL him that I related to her more, so he was upset because *I* was crying, because he was trying to soften his statement and tell me that it was JUST *his* impression, he didn't KNOW this for sure-- but I could stop and it was a big cry-fest.
I'm better now. I read the spike-porn thing and laughed a lot.
Now we're eating tacos. And I'm anxious/excited about the new Buffy. I kind of which my ehad would jsut stop thinking, cause all this unintentional mood-swinging (combined with my day-long pony-tail) is making my head hurt a bit.
I was so excited earlier today, because I had my first day of Political Science and I'm fairly sure that I'm in a mad non-sexy student-love with my new teacher. I'm going to adore that class, I know already. Like, adore in that worship-now-want-all-the-time-read-see-and-speak-nothing-else way. Except my other classes, which I think I'm going to love too, though probably not quite as much. This will be such a fun quarter.
But I came home and was telling my dad about how excited I was, after calling my mom and telling her just before he arrived. And my mom was happy to hear, but then it came up that I'd never actually TOLD her my grades for last quarter, which I've known for about two weeks. I was so shocked.... I thought I HAD. I remembered, but I guess that was just telling my dad.
This came up in conversation with him, and soon the talking changed into this whole other thing where he said my mom was feeling sensitive, because she didn't think that I shared important stuff with her, only surface stuff. And this was an example.
I've always felt like I could talk to my mother more than my dad, so hearing this made me start crying practically on the spot (which I don't do-- never come to tears this rapidly before), and I couldn't TELL him that I related to her more, so he was upset because *I* was crying, because he was trying to soften his statement and tell me that it was JUST *his* impression, he didn't KNOW this for sure-- but I could stop and it was a big cry-fest.
I'm better now. I read the spike-porn thing and laughed a lot.
Now we're eating tacos. And I'm anxious/excited about the new Buffy. I kind of which my ehad would jsut stop thinking, cause all this unintentional mood-swinging (combined with my day-long pony-tail) is making my head hurt a bit.
