10 minutes ago Papa called me into the bedroom.
He was supposed to be taking a rest before he picked up Jorge.
He called me into the room and the laptop was on his big tummy.
Stupid conceited arrogant look on his face with a smirky amused one on top of it.
My expression was what mine usually is when he has that face.
"Ugh you're such a loser that its funny" face with a bit of curiosity and a bit of WTFing.
Then I'm like "what?"
And he's smirking and making his face all chingy *hahahahahahahaha this soooo funny*
And I looked at the screen and saw my bebo page.
And he's just sitting there with a delighted face.
What were you thinking about pa?
"Haha. I found your bebo page now. You can't hide anything from me do you know that? Haha. I'm enjoying ruining your life. I'm enjoying scarring it. It's not enough from me to keep you from everything you want to do. It's not enough for me that you do everything I ask you to. I have to know everything that's going on in your life because I'm your overprotective father who has no respect for you or your privacy at all. hahaHA"
What more do you fucking want pa?
You're reading this now aren't you?
Are you amused that I have opinions?
That I have a life?
That I can think for myself?
I don't like that you're going through everything I've tried so hard keeping from you.
I want to have something that you don't know about.
All these pages on the Internet are for MYSELF. Not for you or for mama or for anyone else that you think would give a shit. I think that you have no respect for my privacy whatsoever.
I'm just asking you to leave this alone. I think you hate that I've found a place where I can get a point across without your interruption.
I'd appreciate it if you didn't visit my blog anymore or my Bebo whatever else you've found.
Do you read my journal too?
Are you tickled by my pathetic lyrics? My angry words? My sad sad attempts to express my emotions?
I hate this. Get over it. LEAVE IT ALONE.
I need this privacy Pa.
I need it.
Did you know that didn't want you to read this blog and I was going to set it to private, but I didn't? Because I thought that you'd read all of this and understand how I feel. But you obviously don't. You think it's comical right? I don't. I just want this to be kept to myself and to people who feel that they don't have the authority to run my life.
Yeah, you're laughing.
I knew you wouldn't understand.
Just please, don't make me want to quit this blog.
ina