I was set up to write a post excited and happy because I finally got round to getting a planner.
Thanks to my dad I no longer have the heart to be excited bout it.
That's opened up to this week's page. I'm kinda glad (was actually till my dad insulted me) that I got the planner. Back in Secondary school, they give us organisers every year (we have to pay of course) and it helped me alot.
I realised only recently.
Its different from writing in my assignments and plans on a plain notebook with no dates. There's no organisation to it. While with a planner, I can tell immediately which assignments are due soon and finish it up.
Anyway, judging from what I remembered so far, I've got quite a few to finish up for this week! Those are just two of it.
Not to mention the still ongoing assignments due in other weeks. Totally swamped.
I learnt today anxiety is a sin as you're to trust God in everything. My answer to that is,
God helps those who helps themselves.
As for my dad...
Before I touch on that subject, I'd just like to say that my relationship with him is volatile to say the least.
So whatever emotion I feel at whatever he does or say, its never hurt.
I'm passed feeling that emotion. Don't give me that psychological explaination of how the reason why I'm angry/insulted is because I'm hurt. That's textbook. I know how I feel about him.
So what'd he do this time?
Insulted me basically.
I was on the phone and he saw me on the phone. He didn't know who. Later on, he basically said to my mum, and I overheard, that I have a boyfriend and I was talking to other guys and it was the 2nd time I did this, basically insinuating I was lose and on top of that, I cheat on my boyfriend.
I'm angry and insulted. First of all, if he thinks that way of me, and I really am what he thinks I am, I'd already be pregnant or worse have AIDS or STDS.
Second of all, all those nightly phone calls are TO MY BOYFRIEND. I just hate how people make assumptions.
He's a Grade AAA Asshole.
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