Saturday, January 8, 2011

Reasons

I'm tired of you because: You never ever listen to me & on a rare occasion if you even do you pick out the stupid little things For Example (Today, I said, " Dude, Brionne's in the emergency room! She called me from my phone, & she's comming home soon. He responded with,"you just don't get it do you?" "well there is there anything else you want to know?" "You have sutch a smart mouth! GO TO BED!!!,You are so disrepctfull & you have sutch an atude" "What did I do to make you upset dad?" " I am not a dude""GO TO BED & DON'T COME OUT!!!") Of course this would be by his diabetus of course but he could atleast TRY to controll it. So, I go in my room turn on some music & try to block out his sunde comments,So I call breezy trying to shrug off that issue. I fed a baby after that & It pretty much calmed me down. Then I go in my room. A baby starts crying, I didn't hear it I thought dad was just yelling at me to get off the phone & I didn't hear anything specific. I had my music particularly loud, because it was helping calm me down & I like it. Then, I hear a lout bashing against my door. I go out of my room to see what happend, I figured that he thought I was still on the phone & he was pissed, So I looked in his chair, not there. I go into the babies/brionne's room. I hear dad yell,"the babies were crying!!!". "Oh. sorry I didn't hear you". "Why is he crying? I fed him & changed his diaper.. "That's your excuse? You aren't responsible enough to take care of them" As he walks away with one of them. I am so tired of that man. You know what? I have 12 hour days too. I know what it's like, but I'm still polite, sweet AND NICE to people. If It's that time of the month I controll it & am NOT A WHINEY BITCH to people, espically my family. If I was him I wouldn't stuff food down my throat, I wouldn't tell my daughter that I didn't like her dinners when she has 2 twins to take care of not just me, I would get my own house, I wouldn't hog my computer, I wouldn't be selfish & make my family move somewhere they didn't want to be.

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