I feel so guilty sometimes. I complain and complain even though I know it's not her fault... It could be so much worse, yet here I am complaining about her not being on.
But the thing really is, I'm waiting for her ALL day on facebook. I wait through an entire shitty school day to talk to her, and the first thing I do when I get home is open facebook. And then I wait. And wait. And wait.
Now, I'm supposed to be in bed, asleep, at 10 o'clock. 10:30 at the latest. The only time she gets on when she can stay on for awhile is at around 9-10 pm. So I end up staying up late until around 11:30 to talk to her. And she is ALWAYS saying that I need to get more sleep.
She posted a journal last night at midnight. I had been in bed for at least 30 minutes. It was 1 am her time. She asked why I was always complaining about her not being on, when I'm not on when she is. And the truth is, it's because she's on so fucking late at night that if I stayed up on facebook that long. I'd be falling asleep at school the next day. She's never on at an ACCEPTABLE hour. I know she has dance, and rehearsal and vocals and guitar, but she could at least TRY to get her schoolwork done BEFORE those.
Honey, I love you, but you gotta remember that you can get up at 10 am, I can't. I have to be up at 6:20 am. You can't tell me that I need more sleep, then go back and say that I'm never on when you're on. Either start shaping up, or pick one or the other.