||[Jun. 20th, 2003|12:18 am]
.:for those who love to hate, and hate to love:.
Dad gets home tonight. "Didn't I tell you to be home with the car supper time?" he says.
Why no. No you did not.
"I woke you up this morning and told you".
No. No you did not
So let me get this straight. Dad is mad at me because he forgot to wake me up this morning and tell me to be home with the car supper time.
What's even more annoying? I called my grandmother after I see our number on John's phone. She says he was looking for me. And I said, 'oh great. now he's going to be mad'. And Nan replies "No he's not. He's fine. He's happy as a lark. He understood that you had the car.". Ahem. So why was he fucking mad at me then?
I swear he just gets cranky at me for the sake of making me angry.