My dad sure knows how to piss me off.
Man, now I really want to move out of this friggin' house... I can't really stand my dad. He gets really angry when I accedentally mess things up. The next thing I know after he gets angry he starts looking around my room, for something trivial to fuel his anger. For example, when I was drinking a can of soda in my room; hell, that's nothing to get angry about. And at times when I respond to his yes/no questions, he mocks me because of how at times my voice tends to go high-pitched. And then he doesn't respect my interests, he'd make it sound like what I was doing doesn't conform to society and/or gender roles, then would ask me a ton of questions about it, trying to make me more uncomfortable. Who cares, at least respect my interests. I feel like we're not even, though I don't approve his Internet businuess habits, I still respect them. Then he pressures me about college/school. He pressures me to get all A's in my courses, nothing less, even a "C" or "B". You know, I'll forget what he had said, it's not about getting A's and trying to look good in academics, all that matters to me is that I try my best, even if I end up with a "C" in a course. He can get all pissed off all he wants because I got a "C" in a course; I tried at least.
He's not getting anything from me this father's day. >_>
He's not getting anything from me this father's day. >_>