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[20 Jul 2004|10:29pm] |
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My dad called me a pain in the ass today. Isn't that wonderful and heart warming?
He preceded to pretty much tell me that I piss him and my mom off whenever I'm around and that I don't ever do anything around the house when I wake up at seven every morning just so I have enough time to do atleast one load of laundry, and the dishes before I go to work. Then when I come home at eleven at night, I use that time to clean my room before I go to bed. But no, I don't do anything.
Then he wonders why I never want to be at home.
He wants me to be respectful... but how am I suppose to be respectful when he treats me like a loser that's just taking up space and charging him extra electricity in his house.
So after a few minutes he's all like "lets hug and make up."
Yeah, because that's really going to make what he said go away.
Maybe I am a pain in the ass.... but I think I'm entitled. Because at least I know where I inherited that gene from.
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