Jan 11, 2004 14:39
God--I really do hate my father sometimes. He always have to be right. He's never wrong, oh no. I'm stupid if I think he's wrong, I'm such and obvious idiot.
I ask him for help, just simple advice. All I asked was some help thinking up some creative ideas for an art project. So he does some half assed thinking and says the most un-creative idea ever. It's like helping me is not important enough for him to take 2 seconds to think up something that everyone else in the world would come up with as well. I say..."but dad, thats kinda like, obvious, we're supposed to think up something creative." So, he looks at my mother who doesnt bother to say anything and goes, "See what I mean, see how it is with her? She asks for your help and then argues with everything you say....blah blah blah." I say, "Well, maybe if you tried to actually help and think for more than 2 seconds, I woudln't argue." "Shut your ugly face you little bitch, I have nothing else to say to you," and he goes back to making his shitty chili out of a can--I hope it poisons him. "I said, you cant stand to be wrong, can you asshole?" And ran upstairs to slam my door and turn my music up really loud.
So yeah, I may have been a tad bit immature, but holy shit. That man (if he even deserves to be referred to as 'man' and not just 'giant hairy ape with shit for brains') makes me so mad. Why cant someone else be right for once? Why does he have to be such a...stupid wanker.
Someone needs to toss that ugly tosser out the window. Defenestration.