Chapter 17

When I talk to my father, I sometimes think I talk to a teenager who copied some sentences of a bad American movie or reality-show about sex and relationships, like ´American Pie´ , ` American Pie IV´ or ´Rock of Love´. I hate ´Rock of Love´! My skateboard has more intelligence than all these unemployed porn stars and this blond jackass with his faked hair and…I better stop talking about this show, because it always makes me angry, how you may have noticed. Back to my father now, well, what I wanted to say is, that even if it´s copied, some parts of what he said are true. Well…but when I think about it again, it might not be copied, because who else knows better about it, than someone who has already been in a comparable situation? Or am I wrong about that? My mum has the same opinion like my father about the situation: Go home and don´t live with Alicia. That´s what I thought about too, but in the first night I slept in my old room at my mum´s house, I started missing Roof. Believe me, that´s terrible! If I sleep in the one house, I miss my mother, but if I sleep in the other house, I miss my son. I´m also afraid of ending up with Alicia like my parents ended up with each other. If I ever split up with her, I still want to be a good friend of hers and when I say friends I don´t mean ´friends´ like my parents, I mean friends like Doug and Deacon from ´King of Queens´ or ´Itchy and Scratchy´ from `The Simpsons` or…no. Forget about the last example, that was weird, but you know what I mean, don´t you. Real friends. For the baby´s well-being.