THE ONLY DATE THAT GETS ME ANNOYED
After that scene from that eat-all-fried-food-you-can restaurant, I fled to my condo. I sulked at the corner of the living room, covering my face and hugging my knees. I'm embarrassed that I did that to my very own father in front of so many people.
But I keep justifying to myself that he deserves that punch.
"That idiot… He remembers that mother is a witch, but he didn't even carve on his memories her name. He didn't even bother to save mother from the burning stake. I was fatherless for more than ten years, never knowing that he's just nearby, avoiding me. And he calls himself my father…"
Tears continued to flow from my eyes due to overwhelming emotions. I don't even know what to feel. Am I sad? Angry? Annoyed? Happy? I don't know!