I woke up this morning at 10.30am. My Dad just came home from swimming or whatever shit he's doing, and scolds me. He says he can't believe that I actually slept till SO late, and that it isn't good for me. He also says that he now knows why I am so weak and fall ill all the time, and that it makes me a lazy person.

Well, I slept at 2am last night, Great Daddy. According to what you said last time, about getting 8 hours of sleep every day, I wasn't being unhealthy like what you say now. 2am plus 8 hours is actually 10am, so I assume here now that sleeping an extra half hour is being lazy? Oh, and I hope he actually realizes that it is actually THE HOLIDAYS?! *rolls eyes*

On top of that, I told my mum about it when she returned home after having dinner with her friends. She brushed it off. But I was being really sad so I remained quiet and dark like I always do when I'm upset, and that is because my parents don't really want to know about what I am upset about. My mum walks by my room and saw me being dark and gloomy and doing my own business on my com. And you know what? She freaking got angry on me. She said I made her angry because I am being upset about what Dad said to me.

WhatTheShit.

Am I not even entitled to my own feelings anymore? Has the world really come to this point where I cannot be upset because someone caused me to be upset, but can be upset only because someone is happy about upsetting me? My Dad is being ridiculous here for calling me weak and lazy, and complaining about me waking up at 10.30am on a holiday! And now I am being upset and hurt because that is all my Dad does, continuously complaining about me like I've never done anything right. But I can't feel upset about it because being upset about it makes my Mum angry. And by the way, my Mum never sides me but enjoys telling me how every ridiculous thing is my fault and that I should stop being upset because I 'brought it upon myself'.

In other words, my Mum doesn't allow me to be upset, but she does nothing to console me or anything of that sort when I am upset.

Speaking of falling ill, my Dad is referring to my every now and then sneezing and sniffles and that. My Dad gave me his sinusitis genes. He has nose problems all the time. I have nose problems since young. Recently, whenever I'm sneezing like I have a cold, he says I'm weak. Last year in hostel, I only fell sick once, and never missed a day of school. This year, I fell sick many times. The only difference, I go home everyday on public transport. Guess where the germs came from? And who complains everyday that sending me to school is a chore?

Actually, I never missed a day of school. My MCs always fall on weekends, or days where I absolutely have to go to school (last day of MC).

Oh, my Dad's taking half day leave in the morning everyday from today onwards for the entire week.

Hi to hellhole.