The arrogance of Men, who think that THEY'RE the dominant species and that they are always right. As if.

As always, my father (not Dad by the way, but FATHER) had one of his stupid, petty temper tantrums again. The kind that he would never recognise or admit to the truth even if it danced around naked in front of his eyes. The whole time, I was scoffing away at him. How can someone be so full of themselves? It's just unimaginable pride, an ego bigger than that beer belly of his that is always full of beer. It's weird that someone his size can have such a small brain. Not that he is stupid (even though I like to think that, he does have a Ph.D) but he just doesn't understand anything that doesn't concern himself.

So there he was, accusing us (my bro, sis and I) of being FINISHED. Uh, what kind of parent would shout that in front of their child? He kept going on that mom should have stopped my bro from swimming when he was in sec 3 (notice that he was accusing mom of being the wrong one even though he didn't do anything either) so he could study. But how would he have gotten into RI if it wasn't for the countless of medals and records he set? He was top 3 in the whole of Singapore for heaven's sake. If it were me, I wouldn't have stopped either. He was angry that my bro didn't do well for his 'A' levels and that he was in OCS training to be a officer in the army.

He also said that he helped us in our Chinese but we are still so lousy at it. But let me think, when has he ever helped us in out Chinese? When mom was forcing us to study and memorise text from the textbook, he was watching TV, cane in hand, just waiting for us to complain about the long hours and that we were tired. When she was testing us, he was probably sleeping because we had been studying the whole day and it was quite late at night already. When mom was in Lot 1 with us picking out assessments, he was at home because he couldn't be bothered to go out. During the months before the PSLE, when he gave us papers from other schools to do, the thing we dreaded most was not doing it, but having to sit next to him as he tried to explain what we got wrong. Not that he spent time marking it, I think he just looked at the answer sheet. When we didn't understand him, he would hit us, spit at us and say that we're very stupid. Most of the time, we would ask mom to explain to us anyways. He HELPED us? Ha.

But that's in the past. He's still doing it in the present. I don't think he even knows that I topped the level for Lit, or that I scored the highest in my class for the English test. He doesn't know that my sis got first in her school countless of times too. Plus, my Chinese isn't that bad. My comprehensive skills are actually very good and I did get an A- for the article thingy. He never sees the merits, only the flaws. I can't imagine what he thinks about life.

And the thing is, his friends seem oblivious to the fact that he is a cold-hearted father and that his kids avoid him at all costs (my bro hasn't talked to him for 6 years). It is an insult of incomprehensible proportions to be HIS family.