5.23.2009

Do you actually care? Because you're acting like an asshole.

I want to learn an instrument over the summer, Dad.

Clarinet? Sure.

No. I want to learn a strings intrument.

Which one?

Either cello or voila.

Why? 

They're both sound so pretty, and I want to start playing something again. I miss it.

Alright.

So I can get lessons?

No.

What? Why not?

Because you wouldn't be able to handle it.

Yes I could.

You want to take voice lessons, get yourself playing the piano again, and you want to learn to play the violin?

Viola. And yes.

Well, you can't do it so no.

What makes you think that I can't?

You're the laziest person on the planet.

I go to school. Its not like you have a job.

Warp 9 Data is my job, and you're flunking out of school.

Warp 9 isn't your job, its your plaything that makes you feel like you matter, and one bad grade isn't flunking out of school. 

I do matter, you are too lazy, and you are not going to get violin lessons, voice lessons, or any other lessons.

Viola. And do you even care?

I obviously do care, because I'm taking the time to argue with you about this.

No, I mean do you even care about me? Me being happy?

I obviously do, I haven't sent you off to live with Karen yet.

Yet? 

You're on your way there.

What did I do to piss you off this time?

Not just this time. You always act like a bitch.

Oh. Alright. Fine. 






Really? What the hell did I do to deserve this? All my life, there has been one major issue or another. The first day of my life, I had a major issue even. What did I do to earn being born without fully formed hips? What did I do to earn what happened to me when I was three? What did I do to earn parents who fought constantly? What did I do to earn being moved away from my life? What did I do to earn an assholeish pathetic excuse of a father? What did I do to earn a mom that got cancer and died? What did I do to earn a bad back? What did I do to earn headaches that stop me from being able to live my life? What did I do to have to leave my friends all over again? 
What the hell did I fucking do and how can I fix it? I do not want to live like this anymore. 

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