i went upstairs to ask my dad if i could change the TV chanel... (because he wasnt really watching it anyways...) he asked why, then i walked away plugging my nose saying 'never mind' he asked what was the matter, was it his breath?! yaahhh right, he shoulda known he farted..nasty, anyways... so then he yelled "F*CK YOU!!" at me and then threw something, and i heard something break, so i told my mom.. she told me it was probably my fault anyways, and that i am not 'ms innocent' and to just go downstairs and leave them alone so i just came downstairs maybe what i did was disrespectful..but i mean...can it not be taken as a joke!?!?!?! i would take it as one if someone did it to me, and i am sure most people would!!! at any rate, he waaayyyy overeacted!!!!!!! I HATE THISSS!!! i cant wait to meet my real mom.. my parents have taken care of me really well, given me all ive ever needed or wanted... but that is not what counts. what counts is our relationship. and my relationship with both of them is pathetic. i apreciate all that they do for me, but i would give alot of that away to have parents that i am good friends with..like jonathan... his family is so awesome, they all get along for the most part, and enjoy eachother's company..and they are all fun to be around. i wish i had that. i know problems don't go away when you get away from home, but i know i will have sooo many less, or at least none like this. i am so sick of him always getting mad..soo easily. and he always yells at my mom and sister..that is why i just avoid him as much as i can. just when i begin to wish we could have been friends while i was growing up, he does something that makes me remember why i never want to be. he always travels anyways, so i would be fine if i never saw him. i am glad he travels so much too. so yeah, on that note, a Happy Valentine's Day to everyone....  |