Wednesday, February 4, 2009
This is an emo post. Please do not read it if you don't want to. Don't force. My life is a total crap. Home sweet home my foot. My irritating dad just quarrel with my over the toilet. Unbelievable.I was just using the silver cleaner to clean my silver necklace. After dipping it in the cleaner the next thing to do was to wash it through clean water. I did all these in the toilet because I didn't want to spill anything. In walks my dad, needing the toilet bowl. I told him okay just let my bring my things out of the toilet and he can have it for as long as he wanted. But NO! He shouted at me: GET OUT OF THE WAY! YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND ENGLISH? USE YOUR BRAIN LA! I NEED THE TOILET NOW! GET OUT OF THE TOILET IMMEDIATELY! WA LAO!Like huh? Do I deserve that? It's not like I was unwilling to give him the toilet or anything. Seriously. He can really find fault with everything. That's how I got into depression in Secondary school. Since young it has been like that. Beating me up for leaning on the lift, not holding a chopstick properly, being too busy to help with housework, he even slapped me in church for whispering to my sister. I can't begin to say how much I hate him. But then, if I ever leave the house, I would be letting my mum down. She is so much nicer compared to the irritating dad. When the Chinese essay asked us to write about how much we should thank our dads, I wrote with sarcasm. I couldn't think about anything nice about him. I will survive. But I know my home is not like any other. It is full of abuses and violence. I shall stay in school to study everyday and reduce our meeting hours to reduce my chance of getting scolded and shouted at. Hate is too strong a word. I dislike my life.
9:20 PM