Monday, August 15, 2005
♥to hell with drunk dads.♥
yesterday was actually a pretty good day.
shoot at chinatown was smooth and fun.
and i had a great deal of fun shopping after the shoot in town.
UNTIL I WENT HOME TO FIND MY DAD DRUNK, AGAIN!!!
my dad is like drunk every 1 to 2 weeks.
and this time. pretty bad i suppose.
i was in the kitchen reading papers while i saw my dad
going intomy room.
a while later he came out. looking kinda lost.
and then when i got back to my room to check things out,
i realised that he peed into my brand new bag!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I WAS HOPPPPPING MAD!!!!!!!!
cursing and swearing when i was cleaning the damm room!
if he wasn't my dad, i'll chop off his dick!
YES! i was THIS angry! it's a brand new bag! and other important stuff in there as well!
and the worse thing is, my dad doesn't even appear to be
THAT drunk!
he can still walk to the toilet properly after that.
and ask my brother stuff.
and bathe! farking hell.
i'm gonna shit in his favourite shoe someday!
so i just dashed into his room and scolded him like nothing.
forgive me for screaming at my dad.
i have never screamed at my dad before.
(not that i can remember)
and i swear i'll regret for the rest of my life
if i didn't scream at him!
I HATE DRUNKARDS!
i was so so so fucking angry!!!! argh!!!
so i packed my stuff and arranged to meet shaowei to go back hall together
even though i don't have my own room anymore.
mom was a little taken aback that i decided to go back hall
because at that point of time,
i just reached home not long ago.
i just CAN'T understand fathers!
they drink. make alot of noise. and they are men!
aren't men supposed to act like men?
have better control over their lives
before they attempt controlling others?
shame on lousy men!
if my future husband dares to pee in my bag, the bed, or the wall
or wherever other than the toilet,
i'll soak up all the pee in a sponge and gorge it down his own blooody throat!
fuck!
nice pee-reeking purse, keys, cosmetic bag, camera, watch, bag, chair i have now.