Jan 15, 2009 17:35
I got my math resits results back today. I got another D. When I got home, my mum and I worked out how many marks I could have being off from passing. I got 267 out of 335, and I was told you need 80% to pass. So, it turns out I was one mark from passing. That made me feel bad, but my mum was nice about it. Saying I did my best.
Then my dad comes home, see's it and has a massive go at me. He called me a failure and when I'm having a shite life it's my fault. He accused me of not putting enough effort into the exams, and how failing once was fine but twice wasn't exceptable. Now I feel so much better now about failing, don't I?
He acts like I do it on purpose. But I didn't see him helping me ever through my GCSE's (in fact, after I finished them he asked 'are you doing your GCSE's soon?') or my resit. So, while my mum, school and friends helped me, he suddenly finds it's alright to turn around and have at go at me.
I'm hoping he doesn't come anywhere near me for a while since I can't stand him right now. And I know once he see's me crying he'll go back to being horrible saying I shouldn't be crying. But if he does come to annoy me, I'll just pull apart my door handle so I can only open it. Don't care he's going out, I wont be coming out.
life,
collage,
i hate my dad,
maths is not needed