My kryptonite on 31 August 2008
, 9:31 PMMy dad likes to ask me, in a very disturbing tone, about what I've done to this and that.
It's like he already knows the answer, but he still asks the stupid question.
And of course, I could tell from his tone.
So what is his problem, exactly?
For example.
Just a few minutes ago, he asked me if I did anything to the internet.
Apparently, the internet connection on his laptop got 'cut off', as he claims.
First of all, I think of utorrent, the only source of 'internet connection' cut offs.
Nope, it's not running, so I tell dad that there's nothing I'm doing to cause the cut in connection.
And he asks again.
This time, it got irritating and I didn't feel like replying.
Hello? Didn't I just answer your question.
Are you trying to imply something?
Like I'm wrong to use utorrent in the first place?
Oh wait, did I cause another virus to get into the PC?
I haven't caused any virus attacks and never did any harm to my PC.
Then he implies that I can't use utorrent because it brings viruses, one which has
already spread into his laptop.
Wait a minute here, viruses spread through routers?!
Extremely ridiculous.
Every time something happens, I'm the immediate cause.
The most direct cause.
It's like I'm a convenient reason for everything that goes wrong.
"Ask Hansel, lah!" here and there.
And when something goes wrong I'm expected to fix it.
And prevent it from coming back.
It wasn't even my problem in the first place.
Why does my father have an attitude of an oxymoron's?
I definitely don't want to grow up to be like my dad.
I want to mature, and not be such a stubborn brat.
Once again life's screwed over.
Labels: brat, oxymoron, ridiculous, stubborn
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Rafael, 18
SR Junior College