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Monday, June 19, 2006

as the title said, to everyone and their fathers. except for me.

things went out normally when i woke up, just that i did so late. 9am. for a 10am shift.
ok first it started out with him mysteriously going into mum's room, presumably trying to do some hanky panky in vain. then after being rejected for whatever he is trying to acheive he went out to sleep. or so it seems.

then he woke up for no reason, and kicked down my mother's room's door. yes he KICKED DOWN THE DOOR. then he starts to physically threaten mum. then he goes over to MY room, and kicks MY DOOR DOWN. now its really 3 doors down, cause my sister's room's door is already screwed in the first place.

by now the one-sided fist fight occurs. and then he prevents me from going to work, claiming its a "big fuck waste of time" yea, you are a bigGER fuck waste of time.
ok so now i got to the backyard and climbed the low wall out and whipped out my mo-bi-le phone for the triple digit no.

then they arrived, and what a inside-my-mind laugh i got when i saw his pathetic face turn white when i push open the front door with 2 officers armed with tasers. ok after some emo talk between the officer and mum we were escorted out of the house, to great timing my uncle and aunts (maternal) arrived and whisked my sis and mum to a safehouse for now, while i go off to work.

on the cab however he mysteriously called me, and asked if i called the cops on him. i pleasingly said yes, to be replied with a thank you very much. in order to stab him even more i said you're welcome haha. then he dropped a big fucking bombshell by saying that he doesnt have this son of his anymore. well the problem is, the bombshell is on him. i was so elated somehow. my childhood (wait, what childhood? never mind) was made up of fade memories of fear and anguish towards him. now, pops out a young man out of that small cowardly shell. i now dare to stand up against that monster.

sometimes i wished i never existed. if i didnt, probably my mum wouldnt even have to meet my father to create me.
then again, if i never existed, i wouldnt even be able to make my girl'afk a very happy girl =]

ok back to that monster. sometimes i wonder why must male ego stand so high? if you're in the wrong, would you use violence to make everyone to think that you're right a la totalitarianism?
also the male mechanism of self-preservation is too prevalent in that monster. when those that he controls (the 3 of us) are not in his demonic clutches anymore, he will get rid of them so that no one else can have them. it is a defensive mechanism present in males of all social animals since the rat race started.

ah well. then lets just say in sexless. i do not want to indulge in such worthless male activities, neither do i want to get a socket instead of a plug.

while all fathers are rejoicing over their role, my officially estranged father is still being headstrong about his, and very proud of it. although nobody else is. to think, he has even fell out with his own parents.

happy father's day people.


Grrrr...1:26 AM
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