Thanksgiving sucks
I went over to my uncle terence's house today at like 1 and we were supposed to stay there till like 8 but we all got in a fight with him. When we were on the table about to eat, I had my head resting on my hand cause I was tired cause I stayed up late last night after the concert. He asked why I was tired and my dad spoke for me saying I slept late after the concert last night at The Chance. Then he fucking said "how many kiddies were there?" I was just like "...." and my dad said that I was one of the youngest people there. And then he started going on about how they play at a small venue like The Chance because they suck. HE DOESN'T EVEN FUCKING KNOW MATCHBOOK ROMANCE AND HE SAID THEY SUCK. And I stood up for them saying its cause they don't get much radio airplay because they're underground. And then he said they're like chipmunks, they live underground. Oh my god I got so fucking pissed. He kept saying all this shit, he didn't even know what he was talking about. He wanted me to repeat lyrics to him and I said no. And then he said its cause I don't know the words, but then I told him that you could even ask my dad, I was singing along to every word to every song last night. I called him a idiot to and then he went on at how disrespectful I am, WHEN HE'S THE ONE WHO JUST SAID A BAND I REALLY LIKE SUCKS RIGHT TO MY FUCKING FACE. I fucking walked out of the house to the car. Then my brother and my dad came and we left.
I fucking hate this family.
I fucking hate this family.