Sunday, 22 April 2012

Blargh.

So I'm in the bathroom (because all living things excrete), and then the home phone rings--- Dad, who's sitting by his computer next to the lounge (where the phone is), decides to walk all the way over to my room and tell me to get the phone, instead of picking it up himself (no exaggeration). Then I tell him I'm in the toilet and he whines about how I take a shit at the most inconvenient times.

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Mum, who's computer-illiterate, freaks out when the movie she's watching disappears: "I CAN HEAR THE SOUND, BUT I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING". So then I walk over, and maximize her window--- and before I do anything, she shouts: "I'VE ALREADY TRIED THAT BUT I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING". *switches tabs*--- "WHAT DID YOU DO? WHERE DID YOU PRESS? YOU DO THESE THINGS TOO QUICKLY AND I CAN'T SEE. IF YOU DON'T TEACH ME I'M JUST GOING TO ASK YOU AGAIN NEXT TIME".


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Dad walks in on me playing games: "HOW DARE YOU PLAY GAMES WHY CAN'T YOU JUST READ AND LEARN SOMETHING USEFUL"

Dad walks in on me reading Chinese: "WHY CAN'T YOU READ SOMETHING IN ENGLISH YOU'RE ALREADY DISADVANTAGED COMPARED TO THE LOCAL KIDS BECAUSE YOUR ENGLISH IS SHIT BLAH BLAH"

Dad walks in on me reading English: "WHY DO YOU ALWAYS READ FANTASY, READ SOME NON-FICTION"

Dad walks in on me reading The God Delusion: "WHY DO YOU SPEND ALL DAY READING HAVE YOU DONE YOUR MATHS YET"

Dad walks in on me doing maths: "YOU SHOULD GO OUT FOR A WALK YOU'RE SO FAT YOU NEED EXERCISE"

Dad during dinner time: "YOU SHOULD TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF BECAUSE I HEAR A LOT OF KIDS THESE DAYS HAVE SELF-ESTEEM ISSUES AND THEN THEY GET DEPRESSED AND HAVE ALL THESE OTHER MENTAL PROBLEMS"

...Fuck. You.

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Mum and Dad: "STOP PLAYING GAMES WE CAN ONLY DOWNLOAD A CERTAIN AMOUNT OF STUFF EVERY MONTH"
Me: "...I only use the internet to read articles... We have 50G over the month..."
Dad: "WELL I'VE ONLY DOWNLOADED MY EDUCATIONAL VIDEOS FROM YOUTUBE"
Mum: "WELL I'VE ONLY GOT THE FIRST 30 EPISODES OF THIS TV SHOW"


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Gotta love being a teenager.

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