parkplace's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- My Dad Sells Rugs. Thats ALL I HAVE TO SAY Listening To: Rapid Hope Loss by Dashboard Confessional Oh god do I fucking hate my father right now. Today was disasterous. I spent all morning and all day trying to download this game on my brothers computer. Not only did it not work in the end, the internet decided to be a piece of crap and not work either. I'm screwed. I told my dad that I know exactly what to do to fix it, but I have no fucking idea what the problem is. So I'm screwed, screwed, screwed, screwed. Oh god the game gave me so much stress. I was banging doors here and there on the third floor I was so angry. I freaked out. So my dad came up and he was like "well, isn't there a number that you can call to get help with the game?" I knew there was one, but I knew that they could not help me with this specific problem, so I said that there wasn't. So then somehow my dad thought we were in an argument so he got all friggen defensive, saying that "he was just giving constructive critisism." Then somehow he linked this so-called "fight" to somehting else. Eventually he said that I am always mean to him and he is wicked nice to me all the time, which was totall bullshit. All he does is make everything beiiger then it is and he eggagerates everything and takes things way too seriously. So, my father leaves with Hannah (my step-mom) somewhere for the night. Dinner or somthing. So I am left at my house all by myself, stressed out and confused on how my father came up with such a bullshit conclusion to somthing that was hardly even a conversation, let alone a fight. About five minutes later, Julia and Mike calls up, inviting me to Julia's house . A perfect way to relieve my overwhelming stress. I get off the phone with Julia and Mike to call my father to tell him that I am going to Julia's house, probably for the night. Oh god I fucking hate my father. He said I couldn't go because I had work tomorrow morning and that I have like two books to read for summer reading and that I treated him like shit for the whole summer! Yeah, they may sound like good reasons but, just to show you how blind you really are I will give you the reason why those reasons are total and utter bullshit: Reason #1- Work tomorrow morning at 11:30: I've done this before. All I do is wake up early at Julias house and take the bus that takes me directly to my work. Reason #2- Two books to read in four days: I can definatly read those two books in two days, let alone four. Reason #3- My supposed "additude" towards my father: Bullshit. And even if I was fighting with my father this evening, I think anyone would understand that I have never been more stressed out in my life! If I was a girl and I had PMS and I was fighting with my father, my dad still would not let me go over my friends house. And there you have it. My father is a bald, arab, simple-minded asshole, who takes things way too seriously and never considers anyone-elses point of view. Also, today marks the 2 years that I've been in my house. 7:50 p.m. - 08-31-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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