Galeongirl
Galeonbroad
aaand I'm back in my room with the door closed and radio loud.
Why can't the fucking asshole think about someone other than himself for ONCE?
Latest lovely issue on the dad front, this time he flipped over the fact that I asked my mother to prepare the corn on the cob for dinner, as I HAVE to get this report finished tonight, because I have to discuss it tomorrow, and it's the final thing for my fucking Bachelors degree.
The problem? He asked me to do it. And I didn't bother telling him I let mom do it, as when he came back from outside(BBQ) to the kitchen she told him that exact thing. But no. I made that deal with him, so I have to tell him that mom's doing it. Mom can't tell him that. He doesn't fucking give a shit that I'm busy. I should've gone outside and told him.
And this was AFTER he went nuts on Mom for setting the timer of the microwave wrongly. Because it was apparently a tiny notch asides the 10 minute mark. So that was OBVIOUSLY WAY off.
At least I'm finally able to give him shit, I no longer run away and cry. I've called him out on his bullshit, but he fucking refuses to see how fucking ridiculous he is. He always is.
So he said madly that if I wanted to work why I don't do it upstairs.
Guess where I am now. At least it's nice and quiet here, save for the radio out loud. Fuck his asshole ways, fuck that whole BBQ dinner tonight, I don't care. All I care for right now is getting my fucking degree by finishing this project! If he can't understand that a project is more important than his stupid corn bullshit, great god.
Not that he ever got a degree in anything, so that's probably part of the problem.