Thursday, 29 October 2009
09:49:36 PM (GMT)
ugh. i freakin swear. my dad pisses me off.
my mom was talking to my little brother about this MVP thing they do at his school,
and she asked him how he kept getting it.
me, being the sarcastic person i am, was joking around, and called him a freak. i was
joking around though, and my mom knew that.
my dad, though, got all pissed, even though i said i was sorry and stated i was just
he got mad at me, then took my phone away.
i got sad and stayed in my room for, like, three minutes, but then i went back into
the living room, and my mom asked me what was wrong, and i told her.
and so she was pissed off and went into the garage, where my dad was, and was
screaming and they were arguing, and my mom was trying to get my phone back.
she did, and i'm hiding it from my dad, just in case, in my pocket.
and then, my dad came in, telling my mom that, "You're making a big mistake, Shelly.
You won't be able to control her in a few years. You won't want to, and you won't be
able to." and he says that like i'm not even sitting just a few feet away, able to
hear every word he says.
and then she started saying how he just keeps talking shit about me, and about
whether he knew how that makes me feel, especially because he does that right in
front me. and then she was talking about how he was saying worse about my brother,
calling him an asshole and stuff, and not joking around about it, like i was.
and how he treats all of us in this house like shit, but he acts like he doesn't and
acts like i treat my brother like shit, even though i'm really nice to him, even when
he annoys the hell out of me.
my dad also was saying how my mom's just gonna let me do whatever the hell i want,
which i already do. she doesn't care, as long as i don't get into trouble, which i
he thinks i'm some bad kid and that i'm gonna get involved in drugs or get pregnant
or something. i don't even know. my dad's a fucking idiot.
ugh. i seriously wish my dad would leave or something. that's wrong, i know, but it's
true. he doesn't give a shit about us, and he even said he doesn't want james and me,
and he's a freakin drunk, so at this point, i don't care how mean i sound. i want my
freakin dad away from me, and especially away from james and my mom.
there's no telling how much worse it's gonna get around my house, or what's gonna
Last edited: 29 October 2009