The number one Drag Queen I ever know in my life, is my dad. & yes this isn't a good thing. Every time he comes home, there always something to complain.

Like one day, he complains how the dishes wasn't washed, the trash wasn't thrown away. So the next day I clean up the dishes, and throw the trash. So when he gets home, he complains, how the dishes in the drying rack isn't put back.

So today, I remember to clean all the damn dishes&put them back, throw the full trash and stuff. Check Check Check everything.

Then he gets home, he fucking yell "Why didn't you guys put back the coats back in the closet!?! (that's on the chair in front of the house)"

I'm just fucking pissed off that he always doesn't appreciate the little mistake I try to fix everyday, but just pick some fucking new stuff to clean it up &yell at us again GRRRRR.

So I yell at him just to shut up. &almost broke my throat.

I'm currently doing a Fast&Furious marathon, since I didn't get to watch #4, the new one, which Rising Sun of DBSK is in it. Just finish #1, & is waiting for #2 to load. #2 is my favorite one out of all of them hehe. #3 I don't think I want to watch it ://, it's okkie.

Good night.

- Any Pig

PS: [Tim - I'm Sorry] Like you have notice I haven't listen to any songs lately... But when I listen to this song yesterday Less Vocal, I love the sound lol. But yea, sometimes I want to say I'm sorry indirectly to my parents, because I'm a brat sometimes. But I hate my dad for what he did, that bitch who doesn't care to what I have change in the house.