Precocious teenager, or suffocated free-spirit? From the vault... taking you back in time to March 1999! Verbatim, i kid you not. Only mildly embarrassed.
Well today I didn’t do much, although, I did make my bed. Well done Mars!
I just had a biggie with dad. I asked him to leave me, like, 4 bucks for a train ticket to get to uni tomorrow, but apparently, that was too much to ask. I hate borrowing money off him cause he just holds it against me. He kept going on about how he gave me 25 bucks the other night and I hadn’t budgeted blah blah blah. He just kept talking around in circles, not making sense to anyone but himself in his small little mind. If only he knew how dumb he is. He spends so much time trying to convince himself he’s so “smart”. Pfft.
Oh, and he kept going on about “you said you were going out on Thursday” and I said “well obviously I’m not” but he just kept going on and on and on and blah blah fucking bloody blah. Pissed me right off cause I was really looking forward to it.
It’s shit. Everything’s shit. He actually said he would leave me the 4 buck, but that I had to pay it back. 4 fucking bucks! I couldn’t believe it.
So I said I didn’t want it cause I didn’t want to be in any more “debt”. And he told me “I’d better go to uni”. I told him he couldn’t tell me what to do. He’s such a wank!
It’s un-fucking-believable, the shit I put up with.
And that, is now my life's motto.