Waking up early, tired, and having the same meals every day. This is because my mom left to Switzerland for two weeks, so it's just my dad and I. Honestly, I've never been so sick of frozen pizzas and pasta. Once there was no more frozen pizzas in the freezer I was extremely happy. All I could think to myself was "Yes, no more frozen pizzas for dinner!" But, one day I came from school to realize my dad stacked up on frozen pizzas, the freezer was pretty much stuffed with frozen pizzas. I was sooooo mad, and the sad part is, my dad gets excited whenever we eat pizza. "Yes! Now we get to eat our Canadian pizza and tomorrow we'll eat the Chicken Deluxe one!" All I can think to myself when he says that is "I hate my life" or "I can't wait until mom comes home."
Oh, and that's not the worst of it. Every morning he would make eggs for breakfast. But, no sometimes I'd be making pasta for dinner and my dad would ask "Can we make eggs too?!" Like no dad. First off that's disgusting and secondly I'm tired of eating eggs every morning thank you very much. Another thing that pisses me off is when I make dinner and my dad praises me, he says things like "wow Megan this is so good, I can't believe you made this." or "Why are you so good at cooking?". He honestly treats me like a handicapped person, like oh yeah dad, I'm really incapable of putting pizza in an oven and setting a timer, it's not like it says exactly what to do on the back of the box.
On top if all that, my dad wakes me up 20 minutes earlier than my mom usually does. If I'd try to say in bed a bit longer, he would come in my room and literally drag me out of bed. The only good part of it is that my dad still makes my lunches every day, and also the fact that he lets me sleep in his king sized bed while I make him sleep in my tiny twin bed. Also, I barley have to do anything around the house and I don't get annoyed all the time, except for when my sister is home.
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