Running away is not nessessarily a great choice, but...

I did it anyway.

I'll explain what happened today.

It was just a normal Saturday, my mom asked me to unload the dishwasher. 'Kay, that's fine, it's a chore I have, no big deal. So, I finish up what I was doing (skipping the News Channel on my Wii) and start the job a few minutes later.

As I walked into the kitchen, I asked my mom if we were doing anything today. She said, "Well, I was thinking about going to see [some play I can't remember the name of]..."

"Uh, aren't we seeing Thoroughly Modern Millie tomorrow?" I asked her. She responded, yes, we were, BUT...

Now, I had never heard of the play she mentioned. This was rather sudden, and I admit that I don't particularly like just going to stuff that I've never heard of before. I like having at least a couple of days to think about it, and get more information than a last minute summary.

So I said, "You know, I don't really like going to see plays without too much notice..." I've mentioned this before. My mother's response?

"Oh, I forgot, the notice thing," she said in a really demeaning tone, mocking me.

"Can you quit mocking me?"

"No, I guess I can't." At that, I felt too pushed into a corner. I hadn't even done anything, and yet my mother was being the wicked witch of the west.

I got frustrated and put away the silverware I was holding and agitatedly said, "unload your own dishwasher." Then I went to my room and laid on my bed.

I was there for a while before Dad came in and started to tell me how the dishwasher really needed to be emptied, and that Mom was just teasing me. But anyone with a brain who was in the room could tell that my mom's tone reeked of mockery.

Dad left and ended up relating the conversation to Mom, who shortly there after came into my room to mock me more. For serious. I said to Dad, "She doesn't understand me," because she doesn't, not because I'm being a generic wangsty teenager. So she mocked me for it. And turned it around to be about her.

"You don't understand me. It's true, you don't understand me and what I go through." That's what mother said.

I kinda snapped after she added "asshole" after that remark. I screamed, "Fuck you, bitch" at her. Not exactly the most mature thing ever, but I did it nonetheless.

Once she left me, I made up my mind that I was going to run away. I was going to get dressed--I was still in my pajamas--unload the dishwasher, and leave.

So that's what I did. I waited until Mom was in the basement, told Dad I was going for a walk, and left with my cellphone.

I ran from the backyard, considering taking a road is pretty much the dumbest route one could choose if one was trying to go undetected and unfound.

I didn't go far, just near the elementary school just outside of my subdivision. I called Tim and talked to him, relating to him what had happened. He suggested that I should call Arielle and have her pick me up.

Jumping at that suggestion, I called Arielle and she came to pick me up. We went to Kohl's to buy a gift for a party she was going to, and I asked her to drop me off at Sarah's.

We were lucky, because Sarah and Gabe were just about to leave for a cleaning job. They let me come with, but Sarah called my mom so that she knew I was fine.

I'm home again and Mom didn't scream at me as soon as I came home. I assume tensions will be high tomorrow, but I don't want to anticipate it too much. I just might end up bringing it upon myself.

It's getting late, so I'm going off to bed now.

P.S. On a good note, I beat Twilight Princess a couple of nights ago, then I got all 60 poes. I really don't care to find the rest of the Heart Pieces, since that's about the only thing I can do now. The verdict is that I need a new game. However, that will have to wait until I buy the rest of my Christmas gifts for people, then I can spoil myself.