Ok, so Happy Easter right? Wrong, I’m super friggin mad at my dad. So, I’m trying to open tuna but it’s in vegetable oil! Oh no! And so he says I can throw it away, so I do! Then I open the other one and it’s in water! Yay! But it went bad or something because it was all soupy and gross and so I tell him and I give it to the dog. Then I have an egg. So he’s talking to Meredith on the phone and they’re talking about me. Like I don’t know when I’m being talking about?? He’s saying things like: “No, she won’t like that; she’s having a hard boiled egg. FOR DINNER I GUESS!” and “She’s such a stingy eater, she won’t eat anything!” and “Yes! She is going to be someone like that! That’s not funny! Yes, she’s going to be one of those people who gets chicken quesadillas with nothing on them! (I actually don’t get that part; don’t bring the innocent quesadillas into this!)” And most of all, he says “I’m a failure as a parent! My kid won’t eat anything!” HOW DOES HE THINK THAT WOULD MAKE ME FEEL!? I'M RIGHT THERE! And so I yell “Stop talking about me like I’m not here!” AND HE LAUGHS! So then I go up to my room and lock the door just to calm down and see if he’ll apologize. Then he comes up about an hour later and asked if I can go walk the dog. And of course I say no, and he says that he’ll do it with Meredith. Pphhhttttt, like I care. So now I’m super pissed at him. He still doesn’t get it. Either he’s really slow or I’m not good at giving the cold shoulder at authority...
 FurryFireFox · Mon Mar 24, 2008 @ 12:57am · 0 Comments |
