Ugh, I think my dad's main life goal is to embarass his hapless offspring. For example, this morning he decided he wanted to play chess. So, he came to Chinese school with us, unbeknowst to me, and checked in to the Chinese Chess Club. Then, (I only heard this second hand, mind you, so it was probably worse) he proceeded to make a nuisance of himself, blabbering on about how English chess is different and doesn't use these names and all. Also, I gather he asked many useless and pointless questions and I'm sure he was talking in his phony "foreigner" voice. Then, after hearing that the pieces all had the same value, he purportedly asked, "So is this the communist chess set?" After that the principal came and kicked him out. FML.
Or, maybe F my dad's life. Ah, ok, I shouldn't be mean. But seriously. Communist chess set? Sheesh. And you thought your dad was bad. At least he doesn't... well, to be honest, Dad has never mentioned Nazi's to German people, but still. Whenever he meets a Black person, he says "How are ya, Brother?" Even if it is technically a Sister. It's very embarassing. If he met the president, would he do that? I wonder sometimes.
Ohhhh Mom's back. I really should go remove my screwed up nail polish before orchestra, or The Place Of Gaiety. Which I really don't want to go to. But ah, if it enriches my.... um.... heart... Iunno. Parents have very odd ideas sometimes. What if I get raped by a girl? Or a creepy guy? or a creepy girl? (which would be worse) At least then I could see if I'm really a strong person, or whatever, but I'd rather test that out without losing my virginity, if you please. Plus, I don't have a cute boyfriend to lean on, so it wouldn't be good. Ah, gotta go! Mom wants to go the Spanish Church yard sale! Byeas! Love you!
xoxoxo~♥~
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