This week started,great but bad finally. Yesterday my dad made me so so so freaking pissed, called back asking me if I wanted to eat dinner, I said I was full coz' I ate a big packet of noodles. Then I asked him to get me some munchies or say desserts, told him what I wanted, he complain & nagged that the dessert was unhealthy. Then I changed my idea, & told him, he complained & nagged again...Saying that I haven't taken dinner taking all this junk food, complaining & nagging this & that like as if the world is gonna end tomorrow with a louder tone of course. If he didn't wanna waste money get straight to the point, don't have to complain & nag. After went back computing again, seeing my internet line was disconnected earlier on due to the useless,pathetic,moronic,stupid router...But the Msn messanger was not connecting, now feeling super extremely pissed, I exploded and punch the CPU so hard the whole system jammed!
And today, my dad made a fuss again...I passed him my report book to sign before going to school, he complained that I'm always doing things last minute, blah blah this blah blah that...Then after going back to collect it for him he shouted at me because of my result(wahahaha! You how know how well I got :P). Shouting and screaming at me, treatening me that he would do something to the computer again. Seesh what's the point shout?! I'm stupid as always...Does it make you happy screaming, shouting at me?! Do you think treatening me is fun? Yeah so what if you did made me stop computing, it does not make it a difference I could go to some cybercafe. Thanks for starting my morning with this shit from you. I always hated this kind of things happening in the morning, coz' to me if i started tge day bad the whole day would be bad.
Went and get some new brushes, with a friend...Guess what I saw when I came back. I opened the fridge & saw my Green Apple Vodka opened and 2/3 left. I wanted to save it for this weekend,thanks to my dad now I can't keep it till weekend coz' it'll taste bad and all. Anyway It couldn't be my mum coz' she knows it is alcohol, and she bought it with me and also she doesn't like alcohol. I don't mean my dad like it, I know him...He just find it intriguing and didn't care about it much and tried. Till now I'm still raging, raging with wrath. I know you may think I'm sensitive I'm mean, but I'm always getting all kind of things and shits from him that I'm now becoming sensitive towards him...After all I'm just doing back the things he did to mom...So don't blame me blame himself...Now everytime I open the fridge to get cold water, when I see the Vodka I burst into flames again...I am so gonna make him buy me a the same bottle of Vodka. Pissed,anger,furious,hate,rage,wrath.
