Wow. Dad sure is an asshole. I was downstairs walking into the kitchen and my mother told dad something like 5 times but because he's DEAF she kept repeating herself. He kept going, "What?" WHAT?" etc etc. I made a noise at him, I don't exactly remember what it was, but I think I just said "ack!"…some weird non-word. ^_^ Anyhoo, Dad said, "Oh Madeline, stop being such a little b...bitty". Ok. I think we all know what he wanted to say. I wish he would just call me a bitch. It's not like I care. Oh no, Daddy thinks I'm a bitch. *Wipes away invisible tear* Lame. After he called me a “bitty” I told him to get a hearing aid. XD Hahaha. Then he got really pissed. Then he told me I act disrespectful. Duh! I’m just paying him back for being a genuine asshole. Mwa haha!

A few mild examples:
1.) Earlier today before this little incident, he was telling me about the AIM windows I had open. He was like, who’s so-and-so? I was just trying to figure out who he was talking about because he couldn’t even remember the name. I should have yelled at him. Punk-ass. I should have closed down everything before he got to the computer to burn his damn CDs.
2.) Yesterday was my birthday. He was upstairs the whole time. It wasn't like I had my group of giddy teenagers over or anything. I could understand wanting to escape the chaos, but there was none to be found.

Eh. Then there was my mother.
Today I walked down to meet my cousin David at school. I ended up finding Lee and I told her I wanted to go to the pet store down the street so we did. After that, we went over to her house where we watched cable tv and ate popcorn. I called mom and told her where I was and she told me to be home by 4:00. Ok, that was fine. We watched tv for a while then headed home at about 3:30 (which was early since it doesn’t take more than probably 10 minutes to get home from her house). I get home and after David left, I got bitched at for going to Lee's house w/o parents being home. I think that’s the lamest. It’s very insulting. “We had that rule for the boys when they were young”. Yeah. No shit. They would actually do shit. The worst I do is watch music videos and lay around. Now tell me, is that so bad? Do we need parental supervision to watch television? Please.

Happy birthday, you’re 7 years old.