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Friday, January 1, 2010

lectures.

now if you know me, you should know that when shit happens, im not that type that sits there moaning about it, hoping it would mend itself. i do anything, and everything i can to fix it.
yesterday night, my dad came in my room. we had a fight about what i was doing with my life. hes always talking about family and helping out and shit.
and im just sitting there, angrily thinking what the fuck are you on about, im doing everything that you say im not.
he said that im on msn too much; gime a break, its the holidays. your at work too much, same shit different smell.
he said that i dont spend enough time with family; does it look like they want to spend time with me? im practically kicked out of the fucking family already, they always dog me to go somewhere, and when they go over to peoples houses im not invited, they say i have to stay home to 'look after the house'
he said that i dont do chores; well i do, i do them everyday. and that one day i didnt was new years, when i was really tired. does it mean even a little bit to you that i was tired? and it just goes to show that if i dont do the chores, how fucking lazy the rest of the family gets. none of the rest of the family does it either, so why the fuck are you raging at me for?
he said that i go out too much; look whos talking, your leave the house before everyone wakes up, and you return just before dinner, and then you watch tv for the rest of the night. wtf.
he said that mum couldnt do anything because she was busy with the baby; well thats your problem because im too busy with my friends. fucking its like you use the baby as an excuse now. hes a fucking human being. i love him, do you? ffs.
farrout, and my dad thinks hes so fucking big. i go to work everyday to help him, and he doesnt even appreciate it. he said that i go out with my friends everyday. WELL FUCKING HELLO, THREE QUARTERS OF THIS HOLIDAY IVE BEEN AT WORK HELPING YOU, AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS, AWAY FROM HELEN, AND DONT YOU EVEN GIVE A SHIT?
and that night that he was off work, what did he do? he went out with friends. fucking hypocrite.
so last night, i didnt even sleep. the house is so fucking clean now its not funny. seriously, i got bags under my eyes and everything aches, and i dont get anything in return. you fucking happy now dad?
im gona go out for a run, i have to keep up my new year resolutions.
laters.