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my dad frustrates me so much sometimes.
i simply go out into the living room to ask him
to sign my science fair forms where he needed to
DAD: CANT YOU SEE I'M WATCHING THE GAME?
MARNIE: please dad its for my grade
and he finally gives in and fills some of it out
but part of it he had to describe what i was doing for my project
and he didn't want to do it
MARNIE: it has to get done before i go out and do it today
DAD: TODAY? ITS RAINING!
even though last week he told me it was fine if we went today.
MARNIE: well i have to because i've gone the last two sundays.
DAD: WELL I DONT CARE ITS MUDDY
MARNIE: please! you want it to get messed up?
DAD: I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU'RE TALKING TO ME LIKE THIS
IF YOU CAN'T HAVE RESPECT FOR ME I'M NOT GOING TO
HELP YOU ON YOUR STUPID LITTLE PROJECT.
for some reason i was just really overwhelmed with everything i guess
and i just started crying and got my stuff and went into my room and
i heard him call me a little baby and mutter some other stuff i didnt hear.
i'm this close to calling my MOTHER and having her pick me up. how sad is that?
jesus christ i just went in there for a sec and look
MARNIE: look dad i'm sorry for whatever i did
DAD: no you're not!
MARNIE: yes, i am
DAD: i can't believe you! i sit here and i have to force a sorry out of you and then you dont even mean it when you say it [[[wtf i went in there to say sorry]]]
MARNIE: what? i just said sorry.
DAD: no you still think its my fault i can tell! you never take responsibility for your actions you always think its someone elses fault!!
MARNIE: ...?
DAD: OH YEAH THAT SOUNDS JUST LIKE YOUR MOTHER MARNIE I HAD TO DEAL WITH THAT FOR 20 YEARS I DONT WANT ANY MORE OF IT
MARNIE: stop being mad at me dad PLEASE!
DAD: [with a really loud voice when he knows i have a killer migraine] I AM NOT MADD!!!!
MARNIE: .............. -exits-
GOD! somebody put a smile on my face!