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Three letters: D. A. D.
He always has to spoil everything, doesn't he?
I plan for David and I to go to Skate Factory, so we'll have some time to ourselves to just hang out and have fun. And Dad has to ruin it by deciding to come, too. "Because there's no point in dropping you off and coming back two hours later."
David's gonna be angry. I already am. But there's no way to convince Dad not to come, and he'll just get mad if I ask him anyways.
David will feel like Dad's always watching him, and is just with us to spy on him and make sure he doesn't do anything that Dad wouldn't freaking "approve of".
I'll feel annoyed, because David will be upset. And we won't have fun, because sometime tonight, it's bound to happen; Dad will see us kiss and he'll say "Kira" or "Guys" in that tone that means "stop, or I'll bring you home right now". Which will upset David even more, and aggravate him, and make him not want to risk us kissing again, for the fear that Dad will yell at us. So I'll be sad and annoyed because of the lack of happiness and lovey-dovey cuddling stuff, and our night will be ruined.
And y'know, Mom even talked to him the other day about how I think he goes overboard when it comes to getting mad at us, because he gets upset over things that shouldn't be worth getting upset over. But here he is, coming with us to go skating. He has to be incredibly stupid to think that this won't end up badly.
Like I said in my last entry,
I hate my father.
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