Lastnight we celebrated my Great Aunt Alice Leialani Morgan Paik's 95th birthday. Everything was going ok; I got to meet some cousins that are around my age, got some good food (Kalua Pig and Rice <3), got to play with fire ninja They pulled out the Karaoke, and after my cousin sang a few songs, I decided, "Hey, what the hell, why not?!" So I sang Oops! I did it again by Brittney Spears. I cheered up the dying party for a bit. Than me and the rest of my cousins around my age decided to sing Y M C A....it started out alright, but then the drunk ******** face that decides to call himself my father decides to crash in and ruin the fun...after a short arguement that concluded with me knocking him the ******** out, I went for a little walk through town. My sister went nuts looking for me...especially since I hung up on her when she called the first time, and didn't even answer the phone the rest of the times she called.
Anyways, that's how it's always been.....I hate my father. He knows it and tries to hide it, but that doesn't stop it from being true.
If you want to know more of my life and maybe try to help me with some issues, feel free to PM me, otherwise, comment my journal and get the ******** out!
Anyways, that's how it's always been.....I hate my father. He knows it and tries to hide it, but that doesn't stop it from being true.
If you want to know more of my life and maybe try to help me with some issues, feel free to PM me, otherwise, comment my journal and get the ******** out!
