Dick for a Father

I hate my father... Why can't parents get that we don't want to hang out with them and do shit with them? Now he is saying shit like, "If I die, you want to move in with your mother?" Hell yes I do! I have wanted to move in with my mother for YEARS!! "All these years raising you will mean nothing if I die then huh?" What the hell is he talking about!!! He wants me to live by myself, which is illegal, when I am fifteen! And then he goes on about, "You have to go to collage. Blah, blah!" I have always had a GPA of over 3.5! Which is more than I can say he ever had. Does he think that I am not going to go to collage? What the fuck? And to make this story even more retarded, this all started because I won't draw a picture on the living room wall with him. I don't draw unless I have to for school. Other than that, I draw eyes, that's all... and not that good. I swear sometimes he is less mature than I am. He is 49 or whatever! Grow up! He blasts his music, which I know he doesn't even like, so that it's hard to have a conversation with him. I seriously hope he blows the speakers again and doesn't have any way to listen to act like a dick toward me. But he continues to say that I have been sitting on this computer for three days and haven't talked to him. BULL SHIT! I haven't talked to him an more or less than I usually do. As I said before... he is a goddamn delusional drunk! Now I am going to go sing my lungs off!

Update from my life

Hello! How's everyone doing? I am sick. My mom thinks I have the flu, and my dad thinks it is all in my head. But he also said, "I think you are giving me what you have," totally makes sense. Not! My father also kept me up until three in the morning yelling at me about, "if your mom's boyfriend molested you, you better tell me!" I can't even count how many times I told my father he didn't!! My father was an hour late picking me up from my mom's house, and on the way home wouldn't shut up about him having a dream. Okay, sure, SOME of his dreams come true, but the last one he had was about me getting lost and never coming home. Well, that one didn't happen either! My father is such a crack head, and he's delusional. More delusional than I am, well, at least I control mine. Does anyone know if schizophrenia is genetic? Because if it is, I know where mine came from. Anyway, on a happier note. I added the first part of my story "Normal?" on my other blog. Check it out if you get a chance! It's pretty cool! Well, I better go do something more beneficial to my person. Later everybody!

Lab Reports and Computer Problems

I dislike Chemistry reports... I love the class... (except for the math parts) but when I have to do a lab report... I get mad... I usually don't even want to do a lab because a lot of them have to do with fire... I am Pyrophobic.... IT'S NOT COOL!!! Dah!! Well... The reason I bring up this subject is complicated... Well, not really... My laptop's power cord broke, and the battery is dead. My Chem. report was saved on it... I can't get to it unless I pay somebody a hundred dollars! I have to do the whole GODS DAMNED report again!! To top it all off... I have a little over an hour to do it... I am just glad my brother-in-law had a spare laptop that I could have... Otherwise I wouldn't be able to do it at all... And I would probably fail the class... Well I hope everybody else had a good day! Mine was insane... Anyways... I have to go... Later!