Stupid, stupid, stupid.
That's what my dad is. S-T-U-P-I-D.
Stupid old man who has to place a time limit on my showers. Stupid time-watching freak who won't let us talk for a minute after a satisfying, uplifting workout in Taekwondo. Stupid old booby who has to ruin that mood all the time for his radical morals that you have to rush out of the class as if it repulsed you, or a rabid dog was after you.
Seriously? Our taekwondo class ends at 9:10, so according to him, we have 5 minutes to go home immediately (as in immediately after class. The second it ends we have to be out and in the car. Stupid). And 45 minutes for both of us to take a stupid freakin' shower.
How long do you take to take a shower? Most girls=at least an hour. Yea, guys=like 3 seconds, because they dont conditioner, or shave, or take time to wash and relax (not that I get the time to do that anyway). But last time I checked, I wasn't a guy. And I will never be one. Ugghhhhh.
He says the minute it hits ten o' clock, he's coming in, to watch me wash or something. Disgusting. I have such a pervert for a father. And wbo was the one asking for "more close relationship with mah oldest daughter"? WHY DO YOU THINK I DON'T WANNA TALK TO YOUR EMBARRASSING MESSY ACCENT AND FACE YOUR STINKY BREATH?
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*more keyboard smashing*
Oh, and I didn't cuss (somehow) throughout this whole post, even though I am BURNING with anger.
I'm sorry for causing global warming through my very often anger problems concerning my parents. Who have no life.
Stupid old man. Go pick your nose or something.
"In order to love yesterday, let's live today without regrets. I want to live tomorrow with the same feeling as well." - YUI
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stress. Show all posts
Monday, May 3, 2010
Sunday, January 3, 2010
Oh god. MUST RANT.
IM SO FRICKIN' STRESSED. UUGGGGGHHHHHH. IRP SUCKS BALLS. I'M BECOMING MORE AND MORE PERVERTED AND CORRUPTED. I'M FORGETTNG HOW TO SPELL 8 ( IS IT EIGT? EIHT? 8TH?!) AND MY SISTER IS A B***H. GREAT. NOW I'M TURNING INTO A POTTYMOUTH. THIS IS NOT A GOOD START TO MY NEW YEAR. MRS. PENNY, I HATE YOU. IT'S UR FAULT MY SUPPOSEDLY AWESOME YEAR OF 2010 IS ENDING UP AS A FAILURE. UGHGHGB BASS.
ahh, that feels better now. (^__^)
ahh, that feels better now. (^__^)
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