5 Days to Hell, 8 Days to Heaven. WTH is your EFFING problem?
My father is going completely insane. I don't even know if he IS my father anymore.
Every little thing I do, he finds fault in it.
I want to go down with him to the gym, he says 'YOU DON"T GO DOWN TO PLEASE ME. YOU SHOULD GO DOWN BECAUSE YOU WANT TO.' And guess what? I want to, but HE DOES NOT GIVE ONE HELL OF A DAMN.
What kinda crappy father is this?
He writes me off as a failure within 5 seconds: "You will give me crappy results, I just know it."
WTF!?
"These earphones spoiled because you wriggled it around your iPod, you never take care properly, of course spoil lah."
WTFH!?
It's not my fault. IT SPOILS OVER TIME! GET A LIFE INSTEAD OF CRAPPING ABOUT YOUR OWN SON!
And my Birthday is coming up, YOU WON'T EVEN GET ME A PROPER PRESENT. What the hell you gonna get me? A freakin paper doll!?
I'm your SON. You treat me like a SERVANT.
You think I'm here to please you?
I'm not. I'm here to live.
I don't need your b-ing.
My b'day won't be celebrate at ALL. I just know it.
I wanna die, now.
How can I be comforted when you don't care?
Leave me alone with a darkened heart...
And throw me away.[Connection Terminated]
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