Why Do I Care?

  So I've been planing on going back to where I moved from for Christmas break to visit some friends and family. But I can't afford it on my own so I asked my dad if he can buy me a roundtrip bus ticket, as my Christmas present. He said yes but he wanted to buy me a plan ticket, but my mom wouldn't let me because of the layover in Denver. I told him and than I didn't hear from him after that. So I called him an hour ago, and asked him about it. And he was kind of mean about it, and telling me I'm a big girl what do I think he should do. I told him my mom was taking a bus down there and that if he would buy me a bus ticket I could ride with her. I didn't want to take his money after talking to him though, but I really need to see my best friends. He also asked me how school was going for me and I told I'm doing really good I even have an A in science, and he acted like he didn't even care. It felt like he only agreed to get me a ticket, so he wouldn't have to talk to me anymore.That hurt me so much. I know this is a lot more deep than my usual posts, but I really needed to vent. And right now this blog is the only place I can do that. I don't know why I want my dad to care so much, when it's obvious I'm a burden to him. I'm looking forward to seeing my friends, but seeing my dad; not so much at the moment.
   On a lighter note I'm super excited to see my friends. I have a total addiction to tumblr now, and DailyBooth. And Christmas is next weekend !
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