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For those of you who do not know my dad the way my family or I do(the majority), he has been known to sitr up conflict and/or make rash judgements. Recently, he hit an all time low.

There is no true "beginning" to the chain of events, for many events could have lead up to this predicament: the losing of his hair, perhaps the failure of growing it back, and just maybe the frustration of becoming old. The truth is the guy is crazy.

During the week of this incident, I had my finals at school. I directed the majority of my time to studying. My dad understood that I had no time to practice piano and he allowed me to skip it. Coincidentally, we are busy on Saturday, the usual day of the piano lesson, and so he moved the lesson to friday.

After aceing 3 finals, I decided to have a break. I crash on the comp, gaming with Jim. All is well and time flies by. At quarter till midnight, my dad suddenly breaks into my room and asks if I played piano. I truthfully answer no. Raising his volume ten notches, he starts screaming about YOU KNOW WE HAD PIANO AND YOU STILL DIDN't PRACTICE! YOU'RE GOING TO FAIL YOUR PIANO EXAMINATION SOON! (which he clearly didn't know when it was, considering it is in May) He then follows with the usual threats to disconnec tthe internet. Somehow he feels I'm more obligated to work when one of my gratest sources of entertainment is taken away. And so to shut him up, I said Fine, I'll play.

I would've gladly left the argument at that, but he always has to put in the extra word, the extra tick that jsut pisses me off to the damn sky. He says he will take my computer away. He then goes ranting to my mom about how he's wasting money on my piano education. HE KNEW IT WAS ON FRIDAY AND HE STILL DIDN'tT PRACTICE! he would say. I think to myself, I'm sure one extra hour of practicing will do the trick.

And so I bring my case to him, "Instead of doing the logical thing of cancelling the piano lesson, you insited on resecheduling it on Friday. (Fill in profanity as you prefer, be creative!) He of course, being the narrowminded person that he is, totally ignores my side and absent mindedly goes on yelling about how I never practice enough. Truthfully, I've really never practiced that much. Him bringing it up and making a fuss over it at midnight is just stupid. And so he blames ME for not practicing enough for the lesson because evidently I could fail my finals in order to please an already scrwed over piano session.

<           >For those of you who do not know my dad the way my family or I do(the majority), he has been known to sitr up conflict and/or make rash judgements. Recently, he hit an all time low.
There is no true "beginning" to the chain of events, for many events could have lead up to this predicament: the losing of his hair, perhaps the failure of growing it back, and just maybe the frustration of becoming old. The truth is the guy is crazy.
<          >During the week of this incident, I had my finals at school. I directed the majority of my time to studying. My dad understood that I had no time to practice piano and he allowed me to skip it. Coincidentally, we are busy on Saturday, the usual day of the piano lesson, and so he moved the lesson to friday.
<           >After aceing 3 finals, I decided to have a break. I crash on the comp, gaming with Jim. All is well and time flies by. At quarter till midnight, my dad suddenly breaks into my room and asks if I played piano. I truthfully answer no. Raising his volume ten notches, he starts screaming about YOU KNOW WE HAD PIANO AND YOU STILL DIDN't PRACTICE! YOU'RE GOING TO FAIL YOUR PIANO EXAMINATION SOON! (which he clearly didn't know when it was, considering it is in May) He then follows with the usual threats to disconnec tthe internet. Somehow he feels I'm more obligated to work when one of my gratest sources of entertainment is taken away. And so to shut him up, I said Fine, I'll play.
<           >I would've gladly left the argument at that, but he always has to put in the extra word, the extra tick that jsut pisses me off to the damn sky. He says he will take my computer away. He then goes ranting to my mom about how he's wasting money on my piano education. HE KNEW IT WAS ON FRIDAY AND HE STILL DIDN'tT PRACTICE! he would say. I think to myself, I'm sure one extra hour of practicing will do the trick.
<          >And so I bring my case to him, "Instead of doing the logical thing of cancelling the piano lesson, you insited on resecheduling it on Friday. (Fill in profanity as you prefer, be creative!) He of course, being the narrowminded person that he is, totally ignores my side and absent mindedly goes on yelling about how I never practice enough. Truthfully, I've really never practiced that much. Him bringing it up and making a fuss over it at midnight is just stupid. And so he blames ME for not practicing enough for the lesson because evidently I could fail my finals in order to please an already scrwed over piano session.

Such a great way of calming one's self. BTW <               > is my ghetto indent

For those of you who do not know my dad the way my family or I do(the majority), he has been known to sitr up conflict and/or make rash judgements. Recently, he hit an all time low.
There is no true "beginning" to the chain of events, for many events could have lead up to this predicament: the losing of his hair, perhaps the failure of growing it back, and just maybe the frustration of becoming old. The truth is the guy is crazy.
During the week of this incident, I had my finals at school. I directed the majority of my time to studying. My dad understood that I had no time to practice piano and he allowed me to skip it. Coincidentally, we are busy on Saturday, the usual day of the piano lesson, and so he moved the lesson to friday.
After aceing 3 finals, I decided to have a break. I crash on the comp, gaming with Jim. All is well and time flies by. At quarter till midnight, my dad suddenly breaks into my room and asks if I played piano. I truthfully answer no. Raising his volume ten notches, he starts screaming about YOU KNOW WE HAD PIANO AND YOU STILL DIDN't PRACTICE! YOU'RE GOING TO FAIL YOUR PIANO EXAMINATION SOON! (which he clearly didn't know when it was, considering it is in May) He then follows with the usual threats to disconnec tthe internet. Somehow he feels I'm more obligated to work when one of my gratest sources of entertainment is taken away. And so to shut him up, I said Fine, I'll play.
I would've gladly left the argument at that, but he always has to put in the extra word, the extra tick that jsut pisses me off to the damn sky. He says he will take my computer away. He then goes ranting to my mom about how he's wasting money on my piano education. HE KNEW IT WAS ON FRIDAY AND HE STILL DIDN'tT PRACTICE! he would say. I think to myself, I'm sure one extra hour of practicing will do the trick.
And so I bring my case to him, "Instead of doing the logical thing of cancelling the piano lesson, you insited on resecheduling it on Friday. (Fill in profanity as you prefer, be creative!) He of course, being the narrowminded person that he is, totally ignores my side and absent mindedly goes on yelling about how I never practice enough. Truthfully, I've really never practiced that much. Him bringing it up and making a fuss over it at midnight is just stupid. And so he blames ME for not practicing enough for the lesson because evidently I could fail my finals in order to please an already scrwed over piano session.

Such a great way of calming one's self.

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Well, Meng talked me into getting one of these dealys and here I am. Ummm. there is really nothing to talk about because I live a boring life. My schedule is like a giant circle so telling you a day's happening will provide you with enough info to last 2 months. Why only 2 months? well.. a guy has to shower.. HARK! Anyways.. here's the basic winter break schedule:
11:00-12:00 wake up
12:30-12:45 eat
12:45- 5:00 computer
5:00 - 6:30 piano
6:30 - 7:00 dinner
7:00 - 3:00 computer
3:00 - 11:00 sleep

Use common sense and put in where the PM's and AM's are most appropriate. Times my vary. Oh, and if your wondering, YES I do shit and piss in my pants. Thank you.