So yesterday I agreed to help some friends on Saturday from like 8 to 6. Today I woke up to my father rambling about getting nicely dressed cutting to yelling about how I sleep too much. A few minutes later as I was eating breakfast I asked my sister what was up with that. Her graduation was today, and we had to leave in an hour. This was doubly saddening, as despite never being told her graduation was today I didn't ever ask when it would happen, and that the event would last from 11 to 4:30.
So our dad drops us off at the center where the event is happening, and it is revealed to me that we got there two hours early because our dad needed to get to work for his morning shift so he could return during the afternoon shift he somehow got off to see the event. This is two hours under the humidity and heat of almost the afternoon before the doors open. And then another hour of waiting inside for my parents to get there. Then two hours or so of speeches and the graduates getting called. We then went out to Silver Diner, as is our custom, and things were happy for a bit after getting my wasabi, buffalo sauce, horseradish and red pepper burger. Then we got home around 7 and I was just completely wasted and tired. So I didn't remember to talk to my buddies about the help I was giving them on Saturday.
So I fell asleep and woke up now thinking "Fuck, I didn't tell my parents." Now understand that without my mom waking m up no alarm can raise me. Take it as you will, but even alarms that woke my dad up upstairs had no effect after blaring for an hour, which understandably pisses him off. But even moreso is going to things and telling him about them minutes before they begin. He likes to know things ahead of time, which I understand. The problem is that he gets incredibly angry if you tell him just the night before and such. And now it's two in the morning.
I'm in a surreal time between too late to talk to my parents about it and too early to talk to my buddies about it. And I likely won't wake up before 8, as I cannot be physically woken up before then without the aid of my mother, who doesn't know I should be waken up.
God, now I feel like no matter what I do I'll be a jerk.