So you had a bad day?
Ah fuck. I'm having to rewrite all this. The computer crashed during my editing.
*flashback - sunday*
I cancelled going out to town. Feeding all my freinds an elaborate story about me breaking the sink. I told them i was nagged and screamed at until my ears went blue and tthat after i was sent to my room and grounded. Consequently I was let of the hook and my freinds even sypathized with me. I feel a little guilty now. Being the hack that i am, what i actally decied to do, was stay at home to work on my english project. The project thet we havn't even been set yet.
Casting all over homework aside (including the french i was supposed to be studying for my upcoming test -.-) i sat down at my computer spending a good three hours writting a dissertation of my young life. It was mostly about birth and what everyone thought of me, with 20% of it being a rant about how mutch i love my family, and what they've done for me in my life ect ect. Once i'd fianally finished and edited i came down in a pretty good mood, and even helped my mum cook our sunday tea (I cook my own food every other day). Then i went away to play on my computer, whilst it finished cooking.
Heres some fucking irony.
I sit down to our sunday lunch (prawn rissoto - lol) , i say thankyou and look up at my dad. He snaps at me instantly. I go over to the kitchen asking if we can turn the light on, because y'know it being the middle of winter and all some crappy candles aren't really gonna cut it (Alought i didn't say this last part).Again i get my head bitten off. Then me and my younger brother both ask if we can play this game (A-Z of musicains) The answer is a blunt no. Admittadely in this i was out of order. My dad wanted to play a cartonn guess game, where i can't include my 'nerdy anime things'. Im still a bit pissed about the fact that i've been snapped at so i decide i would rather not play, my brother doesn't want to play either. My dad has a little hissy fit at the table because of this and begins eating in a silent strop. Me and my brother decide we'll just play the game quietly on our own whilst we eat.
He loses his fucking mind. spitting and spluttering over our sunday dinner he shoves his face into mine, screaming at me in a child like headfit. I say nothing. My mother tells him that i was out of order, but he's going WAY -WAY overboard. And he loses his mind at her. I think twhat he said went somthing along these lines "I know im going overboard, but their my fucking children, when im stressed im allowed to lose my temper at them." Human rights, anyone?
My whole life i have always been 'a lover and not a fighter'. Im a coward, and i avoid confrontation at all costs. I have never in my life argued with my parents, especially not my dad. But i did. In short i repeated through tearful eyes what my mum had already said. I apoligize- and then i tell him he's being unreasanable.
He cant belive this. How dare i defy my father, being his child i must of course agree and oblige with all of his commands and wishes. Spurting fireworks of white rage, my father literally loses his mind. I run up to my room in tears.
So yea i was a little pissed off about that.
Back to monday.
Fortunately monday improved my mood greatly. I woke up to hot porride, with bananas, grapes and tea. It's a little strange how somthing so stupid as a good breakfast can set you in a good way for the rest of the day (wow this is starting to sound like the speacil k's advert). Spending the whole of tutor discussing naruto couples with my boyfriend (although somtimes i swear he's gay by the fact he likes more yaoi couples than me.) and Then receiving the highst marks in my year for the english essay i wrote (this was a diffrent essay to the one i wrote on sunday) and finally exelling in a some really hard algerbra. I was happy. Even after irish dance was cancelled and i had to spend an entire lunch listening to 'sexual encounters' that my freind Mel made up involving ricky (a really good freind of mine, whom she REALLY STALKS) I was still pretty darn happy.
I did wonder if my good day was going to go down hill on the way home, when some bitchy year eight began teasing me about the length of my hair.
Before i go any further i must apoligize to anyone that this might offend. It was hitting under the belt (im really proving how unconfrontational i am). She was pretty obesely fat, and was being incredibly cruel in some of her comments. Although I had good reason to insult her,what i said next was out of line. Dont get me wrong, several of my freinds (including Johnny who is posibly the funniest gut in the world) and my brother (well he's chubby anyway) are either overweight or fat. I have nothing against them and in general tend to like them. But when she came over to me, telling me that she was going to take me out on saterday t to the hair dressers, i couldn't help but retort.
'oh how nice, and then we can go to the weightwatchers meeting for you'.
I know it was low. But i was angrey and at this point, i really didn't care too much about her feelings. She followed me the whole way home and i did my best to ignore her until she came up to me with her fist in my face. Before she had a chance to come forward at my eye, I raised my own hand, grabbing her fist screaming "violence is not the answer". I was really quite comical. Everyone i was walking with burst into laughter.
And so the day finished off pretty happily.
Things seemed to have settled down at home aswell, so yea...life is pretty good.
Peace out,
Moshimagik XXX
*flashback - sunday*
I cancelled going out to town. Feeding all my freinds an elaborate story about me breaking the sink. I told them i was nagged and screamed at until my ears went blue and tthat after i was sent to my room and grounded. Consequently I was let of the hook and my freinds even sypathized with me. I feel a little guilty now. Being the hack that i am, what i actally decied to do, was stay at home to work on my english project. The project thet we havn't even been set yet.
Casting all over homework aside (including the french i was supposed to be studying for my upcoming test -.-) i sat down at my computer spending a good three hours writting a dissertation of my young life. It was mostly about birth and what everyone thought of me, with 20% of it being a rant about how mutch i love my family, and what they've done for me in my life ect ect. Once i'd fianally finished and edited i came down in a pretty good mood, and even helped my mum cook our sunday tea (I cook my own food every other day). Then i went away to play on my computer, whilst it finished cooking.
Heres some fucking irony.
I sit down to our sunday lunch (prawn rissoto - lol) , i say thankyou and look up at my dad. He snaps at me instantly. I go over to the kitchen asking if we can turn the light on, because y'know it being the middle of winter and all some crappy candles aren't really gonna cut it (Alought i didn't say this last part).Again i get my head bitten off. Then me and my younger brother both ask if we can play this game (A-Z of musicains) The answer is a blunt no. Admittadely in this i was out of order. My dad wanted to play a cartonn guess game, where i can't include my 'nerdy anime things'. Im still a bit pissed about the fact that i've been snapped at so i decide i would rather not play, my brother doesn't want to play either. My dad has a little hissy fit at the table because of this and begins eating in a silent strop. Me and my brother decide we'll just play the game quietly on our own whilst we eat.
He loses his fucking mind. spitting and spluttering over our sunday dinner he shoves his face into mine, screaming at me in a child like headfit. I say nothing. My mother tells him that i was out of order, but he's going WAY -WAY overboard. And he loses his mind at her. I think twhat he said went somthing along these lines "I know im going overboard, but their my fucking children, when im stressed im allowed to lose my temper at them." Human rights, anyone?
My whole life i have always been 'a lover and not a fighter'. Im a coward, and i avoid confrontation at all costs. I have never in my life argued with my parents, especially not my dad. But i did. In short i repeated through tearful eyes what my mum had already said. I apoligize- and then i tell him he's being unreasanable.
He cant belive this. How dare i defy my father, being his child i must of course agree and oblige with all of his commands and wishes. Spurting fireworks of white rage, my father literally loses his mind. I run up to my room in tears.
So yea i was a little pissed off about that.
Back to monday.
Fortunately monday improved my mood greatly. I woke up to hot porride, with bananas, grapes and tea. It's a little strange how somthing so stupid as a good breakfast can set you in a good way for the rest of the day (wow this is starting to sound like the speacil k's advert). Spending the whole of tutor discussing naruto couples with my boyfriend (although somtimes i swear he's gay by the fact he likes more yaoi couples than me.) and Then receiving the highst marks in my year for the english essay i wrote (this was a diffrent essay to the one i wrote on sunday) and finally exelling in a some really hard algerbra. I was happy. Even after irish dance was cancelled and i had to spend an entire lunch listening to 'sexual encounters' that my freind Mel made up involving ricky (a really good freind of mine, whom she REALLY STALKS) I was still pretty darn happy.
I did wonder if my good day was going to go down hill on the way home, when some bitchy year eight began teasing me about the length of my hair.
Before i go any further i must apoligize to anyone that this might offend. It was hitting under the belt (im really proving how unconfrontational i am). She was pretty obesely fat, and was being incredibly cruel in some of her comments. Although I had good reason to insult her,what i said next was out of line. Dont get me wrong, several of my freinds (including Johnny who is posibly the funniest gut in the world) and my brother (well he's chubby anyway) are either overweight or fat. I have nothing against them and in general tend to like them. But when she came over to me, telling me that she was going to take me out on saterday t to the hair dressers, i couldn't help but retort.
'oh how nice, and then we can go to the weightwatchers meeting for you'.
I know it was low. But i was angrey and at this point, i really didn't care too much about her feelings. She followed me the whole way home and i did my best to ignore her until she came up to me with her fist in my face. Before she had a chance to come forward at my eye, I raised my own hand, grabbing her fist screaming "violence is not the answer". I was really quite comical. Everyone i was walking with burst into laughter.
And so the day finished off pretty happily.
Things seemed to have settled down at home aswell, so yea...life is pretty good.
Peace out,
Moshimagik XXX