I just got back from another sucky vacation.
And guess what? I hated it. I was miserable. I spent the whole time either on a boat, in close quarters with stupid people, or alone in the house. I would have been better off staying home alone! stressed Now, thanks to my dad's bright idea of going on a stupid week long fishing trip, (I detest fishing) I am more irritated and depressed than I was before the trip. Next time they go on a fish- killing rampage, they need to kindly leave me out of it.
I wasted a whole week of my life in Wisconsin because it made my dad happy that I went along. But he never does anything with me that I actually want to do. I ask him if he wants to go do something that interests me, and he always ends up changing the subject or making up lame excuses. He only cares about his boat and motorcycle.
I should set some explosives on then and see how he feels about that. twisted
Doll With A Knife · Mon Jun 25, 2007 @ 04:51pm · 2 Comments |