i hate people.

people. i hate people. mostly cause they're just annoying. ok, i'm being a bit judgmental, but, who isn't in this day of age. people suck.

my friend and i share a common interest: hating people. this usually happens when we first meet them. whether they're nice, horrible, smart, funny, or ridiculously stupid [like my dad]. we, in general, just hate people. the only upside to hating people, is that we'll eventually learn to tolerate you, try to listen to your "feelings", let you into our inner circle, & possibly by the end of the year, or 2, we'll like you, just maybe not completely as a person. but until you are deemed worthy, i'll just continue to hate you.

the number one person i probably hate the most would be my dad, mostly cause he's just useless. i would rank my hatred for him with onions. i want to discard of them along with the rest of the trash. my father & i don't have an understanding relationship, due to him not learning any social skills what so ever in school. i blame the poor economy of the philippines. moving on, if you knew my dad & you were my sibling, you would understand from where i was coming from. other people say he's funny; they've obviously never seen him drunk, yelling like an insane patient in a mental facility, or seen how incredibly stupid, disrespectful, or temperamental he is about everything. and i'd also like to mention that he tends to be disrespectful towards women, calling my mom & me idiots or pulling my shorts [more of a 'i'm kidding' manner than a pedophile manner, but i've seen a lot of law & order & other crap to know that what he does is wrong.] he also watches the girls that drive at my school come out of their cars as he drops me off in the morning. i know, pedophile. the worst part is that when you tell him this crap, he'll say he wasn't doing anything wrong. he doesn't say this cause he's trying to defend himself, he says this cause he has no manners, feelings towards other people, & doesn't fully comprehend how what he's doing is considered wrong and/or completely creepy. i wonder if the same people who called him funny still think he is after reading this.

sorry for going off on a tangent, but i just had to brings this up cause my dad is a moron and i really don't care for him anymore. i didn't really care that much when he was gone for 2 & a half months when he was in the hospital. want to know the sad part: neither did my mom or his siblings back in the philippines worried about him because he brought it all on himself. they mostly took pity on me & mom because we had all this stress w/ work & school & he just made it worse by getting sick. the man has diabetes for crying out loud & he doesn't even follow the doctors's instructions to stop smoking, eating better, & to take good care of himself. oh yeah, back in 2005, he had to have a quadruple bypass surgery on his heart. and he still continues to smoke. i'm surprised he hasn't gotten lung cancer yet.

i swear to god all these blog posts will mostly be about my parents. this is why i hate summer vacation. the only other enemy besides yourself is your damn parents.

if only i were adopted, that would make so much sense for why i can't stand him.
adios.