im so sick of my dad!
ok last night i was terrably stressed becuz no matter what i did, my dad found an excus to to keep me up (it seemed taht way)
"did you brush your teeth?" dad
"yeah" me
"did you brush good" mom"yeah" me
"let me see" dad
so i just re brushed my teeth
then this mornin he dared question my word
"did you take your medicine" dad
"yes" me
"i didn't see any water" dad
"i took them to the bathroom" me
"did you throw them away?" dad
"no" me
"don't lie to me" dad
says ina disgusted manner"im not lying!"
ok heres the situation. i took my three pills up to the bathroom i took 1 big white one then my small gold one, the first big one hurt my chest so bad, i tried to sneek it bac into the bottle but of course i was caught, so i took the 2 big white pill upstairs and took it.
and last night he dared argue of how much liquid cough syrup i took, i took two quick ones and he said "that was 1" so it went on the argument " two" "one" and so on. why does he think im cheating on my medication, im not im sick of him not trusting my word
gosh darnn it!
whoa i i just tested something to make it look like you cussed ok write d-a-r-n-n and put it together darnn it lookes like the d word doesn't it? but its not
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uh, i dunno!
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