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Tonight wasn't good at all.
I mean, DAMN IT!
I sent my ma a link to the website for the online ordering of the book I wanted. She asked my father to help order the thing, which was fine with me. Then he goes and says, the book cost $11, and I was like, what? How is that even possible? It was a first edition hardcover printed in 1992, it was supposed to have cost $40! I friggin gave them the link, for god's sake. I searched the web for hours trying to find the cheapest, but most reliable website, made sure the book was really first edition, emailed them the goddamn link to the website, already at the page where you're supposed to order, even going so far as to offer some of my money to subsidise the price, and then they come and tell me they bought an $11 one, published like so recently, one that I could have bought by myself. All I had to do was take a bus to Lot 1, go up to the 4th floor, and buy a version that was probably cheaper, and then come back home. I wouldn't even take half an hour. Why would I ask them to buy me a $11 dollar book when all I had to do was save up for a week and buy it myself?! Even though I'm so low on cash right now, I can still afford $11 for bloody sake!
And then my father gets all pissed, like he always is when he's wrong and someone confirms it to his face (or his back actually, I couldn't even bear to look at his stupidity), and then proclaims that Christmas is a waste of time and money. So now, I have to fork out $40 for MY OWN Christmas present, and even when I told him that I'll bloody pay for it my own friggin self if he can't contribute $40 lousy dollars, and all I needed was for him to help me order it and then I'll GIVE him the damned money, he still has the nerve to complain about how expensive and irrelavent presents are? God, what in the hell is wrong with some people?
He bloody hell went and ruined Christmas for me. Ugh, whatever happened to the kindness of humans and the spirit of giving? Probably died when the stupid concept of currency came along.
Stupid pig.
Men are idiots, 'specially the more capable ones. And don't you ever forget that.
Ugh!
// Tuesday, December 2, 2008, 9:27 PM
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