Venting frustration

I usually side with my Dad on issues that concern Jenny, but this time, I disagree. He's so immature. He doesn't want to help Jenny pick out a coat for some reason or another. Maybe it's because she didn't go to the Farmer's Market with him this morning. Too bad she was still sleeping when he left! It couldn't have been helped. So Dad's refusal sets Jenny off and acuses him off not contributing to her going to college. That makes Dad even more angry, and makes Mom upset, who's listening from my bedroom with me. So Mom gets mad at Jenny and Dad is mad at Jenny. Mom says she's not going to R.E.I. with Jenny either unless she apologizes to Dad. Jenny does that and Dad continues to blow up at her, like he's rubbing her face in it even after she's broken down and taken back her words. We all know her apology wasn't sincere, but that's beside the point. Dad should be more forgiving. He's so immature! Isn't the parent supposed to be the one to always be available to kiss-and-make-up? No, he's too immature for that. He's such a drama queen. What do you want Jenny to do about it? He's going on about how he's tried to help with her getting ready for college so much and Jenny doesn't appreciate him! Jenny's trying to apologize here! He should forgive her for all that he's saying! Not spur her on and anger her further and force her to defend herself! The reason why they don't get along is because they're exactly like each other! They never drop the subject, they ramble on about grievances and repeat themselves over and over. They always keep grudges. They always have to have the last word. They always have to have their way. They always think they're right. They don'y follow their own rules. They're messy. They're annoying. They bother me too much. They touch me too much. Maybe I'm autistic. Maybe I'm like a cat and only can have a bond between one other person. I openly favor my mom. I don't know why. But this isn't supposed to be about me. And Dad wonders how Jenny turned out so badly, she's a mirror image of himself! And just because I want to be alone in my free time doesn't mean I'm making bad choices. Dad thinks he knows everything. If I want to talk to him, I will. If I want food, I'll ask for it. Don't offer it to me. Don't touch me. Don't barge in on me. Don't read what I'm typing. I always minimize what I'm doing on the computer when someone else is in the room. Don't try to make small talk when I'm reading. Don't offer to go on a hike with me everyday. I don't want to take the ferry anywhere either. I don't want to go to any museums. I don't want to talk about how my day was. I don't even tell mom that. Dad is so annoying. Mom can't see any of this because she loves him. It's practically the only topic Jenny and I can connect on, beside music and Gerard Butler. And yes, I have a problem too. It's not all Dad's fault. Just leave me alone, though! This morning he was like, "Are you ready to go?" And I'm like, "No, I'm not going anywhere." So then he gets all mad and leaves. I don't know where he went until Mom wakes up and tells me where he went. And another thing. He openly complains about me to Mom when I'm sitting right there! Does he really think I'm that absorbed in my book? Dad actually thinks that if he keeps asking me to do stuff with him, I'll cave in and agree to something. No. That only worked once. I can handle the silent treatment from him. I don't need anything from him. He thinks he knows everything, the way authors write about topics they don't know anything about. He never remembers anything, except grudges. And both Mom and Dad get Jenny and I mixed up. Dad remembers doing things with me he actaully did with Jenny, and Mom calls me Jenny and Jenny Emily. It's very annoying. And they don't even notice! I notice when I say Oreo instead of Dini. And I correct myself. And apologize. They don't. Whatever. I need to stop dwelling on this. I've exhausted the topic. I need to go in a bike ride. ttyl!