This has officially been the worst day of my life. My dad was screaming at me in the mall (of course, making me cry) in front of all these people saying how lame I was because when my boss asked me if I wanted the day off today I said sure. He was like "We're going home right now!" (I asked why... duh) and he was like "Because I don't want to hang around with a dumbshit like you!" And anyone who knows me, knows that when my dad yells-yells... I just break down immeadiately and can't control myself for about 20 minutes after hes left. Then... I was invited to go to my friend steve's birthday party (and terrance and carl told me I should come too) and so I bought him a gift and everything. I go to his house... hes not there. I go to his work... hes not there. I go to his friend Rudi's and Terrance and him are there. I know they are because when I stop the car next to his house (with my window down) I can hear their TV and them laughing. I start to walk up the driveway I hear them turn the TV off and someone inside going "shhh...shhh" So I know they're there... and I know they're avoiding/hiding from me. I don't know why and it makes me upset... I mean... I thought of all people, STEVE was more mature than that... and TERRANCE! He hates childish things... why is he going along with this??? ugh... assholes... Then I come home and silverscreen video calles me because I can't find a movie I borrowed and I tell them I'll try to find it and if I can't I'll just buy it because its already 13 days late. So the guy was ok with it... then my dad comes in and starts yelling at me about how I cost him so much money and money is all I care about. Yeah... whatever... so I say "Dad please stop... I'm having a bad day" so he goes (screaming at the top of his lungs and the neighbors heard) "AND YOU DON'T THINK I'M HAVING A BAD DAY? YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING RACHEL... I'M HAVING A VERY BAD DAY, WORSE THEN YOU!! SO DON'T YOU TELL ME THAT YOUR HAVING A BAD DAY" And honestly from what I've seen... his day has been peachy... funny how alcohol (strongly smelled on someones breath) changes ones memory. My mother even said that he was out of line... guh... stupid drunk ass dads. fuck...