Spring Brake

Over spring brake I moved homes. It was boring, because all I really did is clean up and fix up my room with posters and decorate it. Nice sheets and everything.  I told my mom that it wasn’t fair for me to stay home and just fix up the stuff when my brothers got to go out to Six Flags, or got to hang out with friends. I got mad at her. After I told her that, she took me out shopping. But, the sad part was, even though she took me, I had to use my own money. 

I’ve been saving up for my new car because I’m going to start driving when I’m 16 and a half, that’s my goal. My mom wants me to get a Nissan, but I don’t like those cars. I’m either getting a buggy or an Acura. I feel very anxious about getting a new car on my own. My dad is thinking of getting me a Mercedes, but I don’t like them. If it messes up, its like 900 dollars to fix it. They are good cars for gas usage, and I also have to work to pay for my gas, and because I don’t really like asking for things from my parents, I care about gas usage. I’m still a dependent, I’m still a child, living under my parents’ roof. I’m still in school, so I have to do as they say. My parents support me, and they want me to do well in school and finish high school. So, after all of that, she took me to Macy’s and Urban Outfitters to get clothes because I love style.