Broken record.♣
Thursday, April 15, 2010 / 6:37 PM
If you're a member of my family, then you'll know exactly when I'm fed up with the place. It's when you hear the loud slamming of my door and the music blasting. It's a signal for all the screaming, to stop.
Whether it be the children just being themselves and having fun, bothering me because I'm trying to study or just in a bad mood .. or because I'm just being a bitch because of pms. Most of the time though, it's because a certain character thinks he's the most righteous person to walk the other. An immigrant from Viet Nam who thinks he knows better english than his own children. A war veteran who deserves to be treated with the highest level of respect for his past services and suffering. The one who knows it all because he sits there watching the news all day.
I'm fair sure my siblings feel the same way as I, but none have the actual guts to say it. Or, they just respect him so much .. just because they have to. Even though he's never shown one bit of respect or praise for us. Fathers Day, birthdays, we always plan a present or dinner to celebrate with him. What do we get?
Why the hell did you waste money for? You kids don't know anything. This is a waste. Gee, thanks. We've stopped now. Why do something when he can't even show a bit of appreciation, or a little thanks. We don't ask for anything in return, but it makes us feel a little better when we do something for him. But all we leave with is an empty feeling. We leave with words we don't deserve. We leave feeling like failures.
For the way he tells us off for doing something wrong, even though we did it exactly the way he asked us to. Never listens to a word of someone elses opinions, because no one knows anything better than he does. Even if it's to do with something you've experienced and he's only heard about on tv. We're only children, we don't know any better. That's what everyone is in his eyes. All he ever does is sit on his fat ass and complain. You don't see him doing a thing all day. Although from time to time you might see him come home with something cheap, or free because he picked it up, something .. literally useless. But he keeps it anyway, takes up space because
it might be useful in the future. When we buy anything and bring it home, we get told off for buying something useless and expensive. Because we're never going to use it.. even if we bought it for a purpose.
I, am sick of being around this person. And I can not wait to get my ass out of here. Dear siblings, if you ever read this.. I know, I know. I shouldn't have written anything like this because it's disrespectful. But hey, I need somewhere to let everything out don't I? I need somewhere to just vent. Say whatever I wanna say, and not be scared of anyone. Is it better I write it here, or say it to his face? Don't worry, I won't.. unless of course he has pushed me way past my limit and I snap. I can't help it if that happens. I do try my best to suppress it everytime I've felt like it, but I don't know how much longer I'll be able to keep it in.
