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I am so dead meat.
Counselor called my dad. Joy. gonk My dad... does not care about my emotions. He doesn't care that I feel like crap at school. Crappy or happy, I HAVE to do my work. stare My dad thinks I'm like him. I can tolerate all people. I'm a non-violent person. Wrong. I get images of hurting people. Not killing, just hurting. Because killing just doesn't seem like the right thing to do. lol
Bah. I hope everything will be alright and dad will finally understand. I'm a teenager. I'm going through that stage where I'm just uber confused and trying to figure out what the hell I'm supposed to be doing in life. And discover my personality. I don't really think I should be a hateful person, but it ended up that way, because Americans are crap.
Mrr, if I never return on Gaia, it's because dad stole everything entertaining from me just because I can't help my violent urges. -_-; And that means he still doesn't understand me. Lucky for me, I have no homework today... so I'll just play my clarinet some.
Love you lots, Suppi. heart
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