Grounded

I knew it could not last... My dad had been too good of a person to keep being nice and loving for three weeks straight. One little incident and he turns back into the old man he was. What had happened was, I had a run-in with the cop. It was nothing big like a ticket or anything. Just a little sliding on ice is all. When my dad had heard about this he had freaked. I hadn;t seen him this angry for about a month. His reasons for punishment was that everyone had been watching me and I could not mess up in public. Now I am grounded for a week without being able to drive. I will never be able to relax with a father like this.

Bad Luck Braxton

When I had created this blog, my intentions were to write about how life was difficult being a principal and coach's son. So much of my life I had never expressed my feelings or problems in my life to anyone else. What I am doing with this blog, is venting my feelings out towards others. Things in life never seem to go my way. This is quite the example, when I want to write about how life is difficult with my dad, it isn't really that difficult or frustrating. When I want my father to be angry and mean, he isn't. My topic would have worked quite well for the first quarter, but like I said, I am as unlucky as "Bad Luck Brian". I know my dad cannot be this way forever, so next week is a totally new experience.