subdued

That's pretty much how I feel right now. I was in the car with dad this morning and he was asking about this form I gave him for the bank, and I replied him with "You told me to sign it." He was like, "Why are you talking to me that way?" It's not that he has no right to be mad, but it wasn't like my tone was rude or anything...I was talking in the usual slow manner, and I wasn't really paying attention to him, coz I was wiping dirt away from my pants. He went on talking about how I'm mataray myself even when I tell him about people who are mataray. I'm usually quiet, and I hardly say anything, how can that be classified as mataray? Furthermore, there's hardly anything in this world I can vent my anger into, and I don't have anyone to talk to about my life...and I'm often misunderstood because of that. What a pathetic life I have! It totally sucks to be me. I'm not even allowed to be angry even in front of my family! Poor little me.

Btw, I don't like people repeating what they say to me (or ask me to do). Once is good, twice is more than enough. Go beyond that, I am so not doing what you tell me to do. haha