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Saturday, September 8, 2007
Dammit....
ok, first off, sorry to those who don't have a father but having one like mine can't be much better...
last night my dad was supposed to pick me up from work but he was busy watching tv so he didn't feel like it... whatever that doesn't phase me anymore.... what killed me is...
today my dad was supposed to pick up my sister from a fruiend's place.... my sister is 11 years old... they live way too far away to walk and uit is the kid's mother's birthday... and my dad refuses to pick her up.... my mom said "you hafta go pick her up tonight".... my dad started laughing and said "well I can't because I hafta go get drunk and go fishing"... my mom said that he can forget about fishing for one day to do something a LITTLE MORE IMPORTANT... but he laughed and refused.... saying something about he needs his "him time"..... everyday for him is "him time" he doesn't work, instead he's goes fishing or stays at home on the computer all day, he is simply a weight put on my mother's shoulders and I don't know why she fucking puts up with it.... she is stupid.... I hate to say it, but it's her fault too, she has even admitted that.... she has to fucking take control... he spends all the money on beer and smokes... I wanna just fucking smash one fo thsoe bottles over his head... fuck........... hell, I don't care if he fucking dies at this point, all he does is yells and bitches... it's pure bullshit... my sister is gonna turn out the same, she is young and impressionable... she is already developping his attitude and habits, she does nothing but argues even if she knows she's wrong, just like my dad and sits around all day on the fucking computer.... just like him... I hate to even call him my dad, I hate the fact that I am related to this lazy, deadbeat slob... I will NEVER be like him.... I swear to god if I ever fucking become him I will shoot myself in the face and that is a promise.... a promise to him, to mom, to little sister, to each and every one of you and all of my friends.... you will never live to see a day where I am like him...
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