You have no idea, and I reapeat, NO IDEA how tarrable my dam day was! Ok, so it started last night, when I was in my room and I heard the sound of something falling. after a few minute's, I go out of my room to see what happened. I see a picture had fallen by my parunt's door, whihc was closed, I try and open it and it's locked. my mom asked 'who is it?' and I tell ehr it's me. So she let's me in. Turn's out, they just had a fight. They NEVER fight. ever. So, after talking with my mom (Sevrol subjects. first one on the fight, and the rust unimportont), I go to my room. Yea....I didn't go to sleep 'till...what? eightish?? ya. I wake up, everythings fine for the rest of the day. And then my dad come's home. Now, before I say anything else, let me exsplain why they where fighting.
Yesterday, on a SUNDAY, my dad spent, what?, ELEVEN HOURES playing some stupid army game. That wasn't all. See, he cusses. alot. badly. Which is why I turn my music up so loud on my headphone's when I'm on the computer. He got mad because "when he shoot's it never kill's the enemy's" or "He got killed to easily" or somthing I don't care. I've said it before, and I'll sya it again now: IT'S A GAME, FOR PETE'S SAKE!!! Really! he get's all worked up over a vidio game1 I mean, ok, who doesn't get alittle annoyed when there playing a game and they get there butt kicked? It's normal. But HE act's like it's the most tarrable thing in the world! He play's that game all the time, and ignore's his family! Yesterday was the LAST straw for my mom.
Anyway, when he got home, it was abit after some plumbing guy's came to check out the water (o_~ we have to have this specle thing 'cuz we have well water...), and a short bit after my dad game home and we got back from getting something for me to eat (I was so hungry my stumach was killing me!!), she went down stairs. and then the fighting started. I didn't notess at first, but then I heard and went into the basemnet. i sat on the step and watched them, feeling like I was basicly going to HURL. Now, i couldn't find Charlie, so I tried to pet Miss. Kitty. She wasn't in the modd and tried to bite me...yaaa...THAT made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside (sarcasum). after a hearing alot I got up and went up stair's with Charlie (I found him.). a moment later I went tot he stair's to see if things cooled off. not in the least. I nearly fell back in shock when I heard my mom say "I don't even want to look at you!". I sat down on the couch hugging Charlie, with the TV turned up loud, crying into the cat (he didn't seem to mind) for a moment, but I calmed down and began to read (actuely, it was re-reading a book.).
I'm so worried now that there going to get a devorce and I don't know what to do! I mean, my dad may be a royal pain sometime's, but he's my dad. I can't help but love him. it's like it go's: Can't live with 'im, can't live with out 'im. I swear, I'll never get to sleep tonight. Thopugh, maybe I'll get lucky and cry myself to sleep.
*sigh*I feel stupid asking this: but anyone got ANY advice on how to handle this WITHOUT ending up with me bashing my head agenst the wall and hurting myself?
BLARGH!!
KCL.
Yesterday, on a SUNDAY, my dad spent, what?, ELEVEN HOURES playing some stupid army game. That wasn't all. See, he cusses. alot. badly. Which is why I turn my music up so loud on my headphone's when I'm on the computer. He got mad because "when he shoot's it never kill's the enemy's" or "He got killed to easily" or somthing I don't care. I've said it before, and I'll sya it again now: IT'S A GAME, FOR PETE'S SAKE!!! Really! he get's all worked up over a vidio game1 I mean, ok, who doesn't get alittle annoyed when there playing a game and they get there butt kicked? It's normal. But HE act's like it's the most tarrable thing in the world! He play's that game all the time, and ignore's his family! Yesterday was the LAST straw for my mom.
Anyway, when he got home, it was abit after some plumbing guy's came to check out the water (o_~ we have to have this specle thing 'cuz we have well water...), and a short bit after my dad game home and we got back from getting something for me to eat (I was so hungry my stumach was killing me!!), she went down stairs. and then the fighting started. I didn't notess at first, but then I heard and went into the basemnet. i sat on the step and watched them, feeling like I was basicly going to HURL. Now, i couldn't find Charlie, so I tried to pet Miss. Kitty. She wasn't in the modd and tried to bite me...yaaa...THAT made me feel all warm and fuzzy inside (sarcasum). after a hearing alot I got up and went up stair's with Charlie (I found him.). a moment later I went tot he stair's to see if things cooled off. not in the least. I nearly fell back in shock when I heard my mom say "I don't even want to look at you!". I sat down on the couch hugging Charlie, with the TV turned up loud, crying into the cat (he didn't seem to mind) for a moment, but I calmed down and began to read (actuely, it was re-reading a book.).
I'm so worried now that there going to get a devorce and I don't know what to do! I mean, my dad may be a royal pain sometime's, but he's my dad. I can't help but love him. it's like it go's: Can't live with 'im, can't live with out 'im. I swear, I'll never get to sleep tonight. Thopugh, maybe I'll get lucky and cry myself to sleep.
*sigh*I feel stupid asking this: but anyone got ANY advice on how to handle this WITHOUT ending up with me bashing my head agenst the wall and hurting myself?
BLARGH!!
KCL.