We live in a Yes and No World.
(I love meeting the Whys and Why Nots.
Fun people with no surface of regrets.)
Fun people with no surface of regrets.)
So to me, I'd ask my parents a lot of those '"Can I...?" questions
that needed be answered by either 'Yes' or 'No! ARE YOU CRAZY?'
that needed be answered by either 'Yes' or 'No! ARE YOU CRAZY?'
And since I've become a teenager the "Can I...?"s become more frequent.
My Mum would be the first one to ask. If she gives a green flag,
on to the next checkpoint, my Dad.
(My life is like The Amazing Race in that way.)
(My life is like The Amazing Race in that way.)
My Mum would be blunt: she puts me out of my misery quickly.
"Hey Ma, can I go to this place and place
with my friends this time and time?"
with my friends this time and time?"
"Okay."
WHOO!
"-If your Dad said yes."
UGH.
(There would always be that line.)
My Dad. Well...he's special.
"Hey Pa, can I go to this place and place
with my friends this time and time?"
with my friends this time and time?"
"Noouuuuhhhhh."
"Oh."
OR
"Hey Pa, can I go to this place and place
with my friends this time and time for school?"
with my friends this time and time for school?"
"..."
"Um..."
"..."
*leaves*
and i take that as a yes.
He can't say yes.
I have no idea why.
Until Now.
*Cue Track Huge Spider Rampaging The City*
Oh my.
Tonight, my Dad iss going to an Open House.
I bounded near him, as he puts on his shoe.
"Hey, Pa. Is that your first time wearing [those shoes]?"
"No. I wore it a few times."
"Okay."
"Mmfff. So tight oh."
"Did it fit before?"
"Yeah."
*Opens door*
"Bye Pa."
---Brother talks Stuff to Dad as he makes his way to his car.---
"Pa, can I open the internet?"
"NO." Brother said, obvious.
"Yes." Dad said, NOT OBVIOUS.
"Woohoo!"
But my head was seeing stars at the moment.
I never heard my Dad said 'Yes' to me in
the sixteen years of my existence.
But my head was seeing stars at the moment.
I never heard my Dad said 'Yes' to me in
the sixteen years of my existence.
AND HISTORY WAS MADE
