Dad's Throwing a Fit.

My dad, the douche bag from hell, is throwing a fit.

I came home from going to the store with the girl I started baby sitting for. She bought me cheese cake. "SHE BOUGHT ME CHEESE CAKE!" smiles "And im going out and baby sitting again for her round 1 to-marrow" i say to my dad. "Oh cool." he says as i walk by "Will there be any time for you to do the dishes?" i chuckled and said, "Thats not my job any more dad, YOU took it over." then, with out my knowledge, its every ones job to do the dishes. "I do the dishes i use, dad." I tell him. and he decides to say, "Then don't expect to eat in this house any more." so i just walked away and said (Sarcastically), "Whatever dad. Starve me then."

I came up to my room... I saw the empty ice cream bucket and took it down and washed it out. My dad came in a grabbed a fork for my cheese cake and left and he threw a fit. All just because i didn't say anything to him...

He started saying stuff about $250 and BLAH BLAH BLAH!

This is my plan of the summer:
1. Get a Job.
2. Get my licence
3. Get a used car.
4. Get a mini fridge.
5. MOVE OUT OF THIS FUCKING HOUSE AS SOON AS FUCKING POSSIBLE!!! (even if I'm still in school..)

>:| Starve me if you like father, i don't eat a lot as it is. I can go weeks with out eating. I Eat when i baby sit any way... You know what... F*** YOU DAD i don't give a damn any more...


So readers I'm done ranting.

**Star**


Ps. I cant wait to leave this house, oh "loving" father of mine. See how well you get by when my SSI for you stops coming in :)