Anti Social

I am having an anti social day.

More commonly known as a bad day.

I don't know why but i have been flitting in and out of this circle of pushing everyone away today. I had a really bad night last night, worst in a long time, and i have been in a funny mood all day. I think it's a bit of a shame really, considering how happy i was at weekend. It wavers but it's come back now, so if i snap at you i appologise.

To top it off my bastard of a father has had no less than 4 goes at me since i walked in the door half an hour ago. Once for being in my bedroom, wasting their money by having the heater on, once for thinking that having pasta and chips in the same meal is weird, once for asking to borrow his credit card to buy mum a cd off the internet when i had the money in my hand, and once about the whole austrailia shit. One sec,

Ok back, i had to move into the house to shut him up, and there we go, go number 5, i now have to clean the kitchen and hoover the living room.

It's also parents evening tonight, the way i feel towards my dad at the moment i'd rather not admit to everyone that he is infact my father because he is a fucking hypocritical arrogant controling arse and at the moment i am really really unhappy with him.

Minus a trip to mc donalds, i've had a bad day.