Just wanted to get this out of my system.

Yesterday was a piece of poop. We all know that Sunday was Father's Day. I thought for once maybe my dad wouldn't be such a dewshbag. Actually, I was kind of excited- despite having to see Beverly and my half brother[I think he's like a year now] considering I haven't seen my dad is like a month, he stopped by around my birthday.

So he picked me up around 9 am, I had to get up at 5 which was when my mom left so I would be up when my dad got here- he would have killed me if I wasn't dressed. We started off the day by going to pick up my Granny for some pancake breakfast at Walton Lake. I love seeing Granny and the pancakes were awesome ^^

I didn't even sit with him, sat with Granny and her friends while my dad said with Beverly and the baby. He sure was in a rush to leave and just get the zoo, probably, over with. Before we left though Grabby gave me 20 bucks. "10 to get into the zoo," she said, "and 10 to buy yourself a little something from the gift shop." At this time I was thinking 'My dad will pay for me to get in, right?'

Wrong.

That jerk made me pay my own way in, of course he paid for Beverly; dads and babies under 2 got in free.

Not only that I had to buy my own drink and food. Since I only had 10 bucks left I just got myself a coke- 2.50- and cotton candy- 2.50. I had 5 dollars left. He bought himself a beer and a coke later on and bought Beverly an Icy and a soft pretzel. That made me feel like carp. Not to mention we could only stop when something had to be done with the baby like put sun screen on- I got a freakin burn -.- Like I was dying of thirst and I told him I was thirsty but I had to wait till we found a place that served gosh durn icyes for Beverly! He fussed about the baby a lot- and complained often.

I made the mistake of telling my mom this when I got home finally. She's po'ed right now. I did though.. After all I felt like crying. He kept treating me like I was useless.. Reminds me of when my mom told me one day when he was drunk that he said, "She'll be good for fetching me beer, that's all." Or something like that.


Sorry if I sound like a whiner baby. My dad was just so freakin mean to me I had to get it out.