What I am now is what I'll try not to be later.
Fuckin' lazy.
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Today, I woke up with my sister asking me if we were going to go to school together. I said, "Go ahead."
The next minute, my dad kicked my bed and started shouting at me, asking what time I was going to school, asking for my sched. When I told him I'm not going to my first class, though he forgot that I had a second class, he just said "Don't have any class? Don't get out of this house!"
Now, after this, two teardrops swam downwards the atmosphere of anger and frustration.
What now? I'd kill a thousand sheep for my father if it'd make him proud. Or whatever. I'm no good of a son, nor am I any good of a friend.
Fuck this.
