|"Today is a gardening type of day!"|
(if you don't want to read all the details skip to the end)
Ok, so, I seriously wasn't lying about the whole Internet deal. When my dad is dead serious about things he is dead serious so I was really upset and unsettled that I would be cut off from the Internet for good. So, I went and confronted him about it and though he was doing everything to get me to stop talking to him (looking elsewhere other than at me, pushing up the t.v. volume, laughing at my face, calling me names, etc.) I kept pressing on and stood my ground. I tried to push and urge myself not to hide away in my room like I normally do whenever I'm extremely upset and just keep quiet. I kept my voice at a normal volume, not yelling, yet my voice was wavering because I was on the verge of crying out of frustration. I repeated myself to make sure my dad understood me clearly and despite him yelling at me he didn't like things repeated to him I kept talking and told him exactly what I wanted to hear.
In the end I didn't hear him tell me that he'd give me the Internet back but instead somehow I managed to get him to wanting to buy me new eye ware prescription and putting his dishes away in the sink.
I-- really don't understand the guy. Well, I kind do... he only promised me those other things to distract me from wanting to talk more about the Internet. Too bad for him I kept on my case about needing the Internet for tutorials on working through 2D and 3D art, which is honestly all I really use it for with the occasionally chat with my friends because I love them. I even offered him to come up to my room to see what I'm working on instead of having him keep the thought of me doing nothing but playing on the Internet all day doing nothing yet he refused.
So this all happened on Monday night. Tuesday night (last night) was the night my brother was going to take the Internet away from me. We were preparing our dinner plates together in the kitchen getting ready to watch the Bulls play when he brings up the Internet thing. I was prepared to hear him ask for me to start up my computer but to my surprise he just says, "So... Your dad for some reason told me to not get rid of the Internet for you."
WHAT. Totally wasn't expecting that. So, I kinda paused a moment to search for words and just muttered a, "Oh really? That's weird..." My brother promptly tells me to not think of it as weird but as initiative to getting on his good side. I agreed and that was that the conversation was over and I was smiling like crazy on the inside while we ate and watched the game with my mom.
So, wow, he listened to me. I think he actually listened to me for once. Not only did I end up keeping the net but he actually has been putting his dishes away in the sink since Monday. I have been asking him to do that for YEARS and he has never done it once. Now to actually see the table dirty dishes free a sense of pride and accomplishment, as well as astonishment, washes over me each time I look over to it. It feels like it's too early to celebrate for me but I just want to enjoy it for however long this will last. Hopefully forever because hallelujah this is beautiful nothing hurts right now omg I'm so happy.
TLDR; Dad let me keep the Internet, he's putting his dishes in the sink now, I'm getting new eye ware prescription which he's paying for and not me hopefully next week and I'm so damn proud he actually listened to me for once in my entire life and acted out in a positive manner.
This isn't to say the I'm back and going to keep surfing the Internet but it's to say I'm still going to be on here less often. I don't want to ruin such a golden chance just by being in my room nearly all day where dad will think I'm just goofing around on the Internet. I'm going to come on whenever he's sleeping in preparation for work (usually afternoons 'til early evening) and on nights when he's actually working. I'll be cleaning up the house more frequently and perhaps volunteering at the public library once I hear word about it to show my dad I'm working and not being lazy. Plus I'm really bored staying at home with nothing to do but draw or clean so working at the library would be awesome since it's like my second home and I just love it.
Hehe yeah one point for me and I'm still oh so proud about it. Let's keep it going me!