it's been so long

SINCE I LAST HAVE SEEN MY SON LOST TO THIS MONSTER, well, actually, since I've last updated my imaginary audience. I was on my period, and I always get powerful cramps, so I just kinda rested

What happened while I didn't post, my dear imaginary audience? Nothing. I went home earlier three days ago, and I guess that's it. Just suffering.

But guess what! Today I ALSO suffered! My dad decided to randomly snatch me and say, "Get ready in 20 minutes." ... I was dirty, sweaty, and in need of murdering someone, and he wants me to go outside. We fought a little because I dared to show dissatisfaction with the fact, while he only "wants to bond with his kids!" You call that bonding? Taking me to a loud place with a bunch of people when you know I hate it, scolding and yelling at me when we're there to bring me to tears when there are so many people to see me, and saying that you'll take my phone away? Again? This "I'm taking away your electronics" threat is getting boring. I hate it.

We went to some fucking festival and all I bought was some handcrafted mouse keychain, so at least that's it.

Good news: I texted my mom about it (because she didn't go with us) and she said she'll have a talk with him! I don't have anything against going outside like that, but maybe warn be BEFORE THAT AND NOT 20 MINUTES BEFORE? I was literally covered in sweat, stinky, and looking like SHIT. But I guess I'm the bad one for complaining. At least I had headphones. 

DUDE THIS ALL SUCKS. At least I have school at 10 tomorrow, not 8. I can sleep longer.

Goodnight.