it's slowly becoming a daily affair...
this pesky idiot... normally would fetch mum back from work, and usually after quarrels, would felt that it is inappropriate to fetch her back from work... Today i just got exceptionally worked up... normally i would have gritted my teeth and kept quiet. Well...
Not today.
I questioned his decision, in which he came in with his now-usual words in quarreling. Money. Mum and I never helped him, and when he 'was rich' (it was a one-off) , he paid $1000 to help Mum get a Rolex... ($1000 is just 1/5 of the price of a Rolex, mind you) ... kept reminding me of the fact, asif I never paid $1000 alongside him. I spent $1000 TOO. And no one ever heard me mentioning it as much as him. It's horrible. Then everyday keep dwelling on the 300 bucks he gave Mum as monthly groceries & essential items. HELLO? Yes, you DID gave the money, but you just took the rest of your pay and dump it at the racecourse. FAILED to settle the bills, and came home and ASKED for money! Those 300 bucks would end up, BACK in YOUR pocket! So what the F*** are you driving at here!?
I wished these could get in his head. But such unreasonable people won't have these sink into their heads. As a wife and son, we are not entitled to go around borrowing money from others and comes back home and hand them over to a overdemanding husband-cum-Dad! If anybody needs to borrow money to come and help out the household, its gotta be the man in charge himself! Instead, he only borrowed for his own 'recreational activity'... how pathetic can it get?
I told him off, anybody who gives him money and help him out (Nasty Aunt), he would say that person good. Well, not surprisingly, he agreed too. (Finally, something logical worked out.) I just wished he heard what Nasty Aunt said. But i guess to him, Sister is much more closer than Son...
Oh well, at least something came out good of this quarrel. I managed to squeeze in the phrase "then i shalln't go to the wedding this Sunday then...", and to which, he replied with a almost emphatic 'OK!'..."You and your Mum won't need to go! I don't need you two anyway..."
Yea right. No one's there to see you gamble. Good time to splash out the cash again, and gamble with Brothers and Sisters who by now, SHOULD be looking down on him. (Maybe they already looked down on my family for a long time already... all thanks to this useless bum.)
At this point... I would wish to vow that:
1. I would never ever gamble.
2. I would treat my future wife and kids much, much, much MORE better than my Dad.
3. I will spend my money wisely.
Of course, no one would know what will happen in the future, but I dun really envision any problems in keeping these vows. For the meantime, I just gotta hang in there... and wish that someday, a miracle would happen.
I dunwanna HATE my Dad...but with each passing day, the possibility of it becoming a reality increases...
this pesky idiot... normally would fetch mum back from work, and usually after quarrels, would felt that it is inappropriate to fetch her back from work... Today i just got exceptionally worked up... normally i would have gritted my teeth and kept quiet. Well...
Not today.
I questioned his decision, in which he came in with his now-usual words in quarreling. Money. Mum and I never helped him, and when he 'was rich' (it was a one-off) , he paid $1000 to help Mum get a Rolex... ($1000 is just 1/5 of the price of a Rolex, mind you) ... kept reminding me of the fact, asif I never paid $1000 alongside him. I spent $1000 TOO. And no one ever heard me mentioning it as much as him. It's horrible. Then everyday keep dwelling on the 300 bucks he gave Mum as monthly groceries & essential items. HELLO? Yes, you DID gave the money, but you just took the rest of your pay and dump it at the racecourse. FAILED to settle the bills, and came home and ASKED for money! Those 300 bucks would end up, BACK in YOUR pocket! So what the F*** are you driving at here!?
I wished these could get in his head. But such unreasonable people won't have these sink into their heads. As a wife and son, we are not entitled to go around borrowing money from others and comes back home and hand them over to a overdemanding husband-cum-Dad! If anybody needs to borrow money to come and help out the household, its gotta be the man in charge himself! Instead, he only borrowed for his own 'recreational activity'... how pathetic can it get?
I told him off, anybody who gives him money and help him out (Nasty Aunt), he would say that person good. Well, not surprisingly, he agreed too. (Finally, something logical worked out.) I just wished he heard what Nasty Aunt said. But i guess to him, Sister is much more closer than Son...
Oh well, at least something came out good of this quarrel. I managed to squeeze in the phrase "then i shalln't go to the wedding this Sunday then...", and to which, he replied with a almost emphatic 'OK!'..."You and your Mum won't need to go! I don't need you two anyway..."
Yea right. No one's there to see you gamble. Good time to splash out the cash again, and gamble with Brothers and Sisters who by now, SHOULD be looking down on him. (Maybe they already looked down on my family for a long time already... all thanks to this useless bum.)
At this point... I would wish to vow that:
1. I would never ever gamble.
2. I would treat my future wife and kids much, much, much MORE better than my Dad.
3. I will spend my money wisely.
Of course, no one would know what will happen in the future, but I dun really envision any problems in keeping these vows. For the meantime, I just gotta hang in there... and wish that someday, a miracle would happen.
I dunwanna HATE my Dad...but with each passing day, the possibility of it becoming a reality increases...
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Aiya relac la..he is ur dad after all..we as a son should bear with it and still do our part of filial peity..