Yesterday was Father's Day. ( Anyway is it Fathers' Day or Father's Day? dont really get it)
the problem is.. SO????

damn, i got scolded until like what just because i have a FREAKING PETTY DAD. he has one of the most shittest attitude and character i ever seen.

He blames me just because i was laughing until a point where i couldnt control myself. ( yeah, my jaws almost crack) he fell down and broke the chair. he dont get the shit. at first i thought he sat on the damn chair and broke it. that would be the 2nd poor little pathetic chair which he broke just this year. so i laughed because i couldnt believe his ASS DID IT AGAIN. however when i found out that he fell down from it, i did not laugh anymore.

JUST BECAUSE OF THIS, HE GOT FUCKED UP. started doing the 'imagine me' thingy.

'Imagine i fall and die......'
'Imagine how tough your life would be if i die and no one to support you......'
'Imagine how this family is gonna be like.....'
'Imagine... blah blah blah'

obviously it was some ridiculous crap. my dad loves to pick on my mistakes and use them as points to scold me.

for example, he is mad about me about Event A. Then he will drag Event B into his scoldings even though they are not even linked.

Sometimes i hate talking to my dad. He kept complaining about it and i dont really give a damn about it. Whats the point talking and risking making you piss off with tiny things you are unhappy about? the person ends up with scoldings is me, not you. somewhat you are gonna threaten me with some shit that makes me shut up.

My dad dont even talk sense whenever i tried to argue. I hate parents when they use their authority to force us to admit that they are right and we are wrong. dont bullshit, you dont even make any cow sense.

Talk Less, Less Mistakes.