Late August cannot come soon enough. I want out of this house. My dad has always been a total jerk to me for the past four years. Ever since we had gotten wireless internet back in 2003, my dad thinks it's all right to place the blame upon me for all technological problems in the house, just because I know more about computers than he does. Even worse, he refuses to learn when I offer to show him how he can fix it himself because it contradicts his delusion that he's all-knowing and always right (what do you suspect from someone who spends every waking moment listening to Rush Limbaugh).
Whenever something comes up, he screams at me to come down and demands that I fix his problems, like for instance, a show started recording and so another channel is unreachable. Despite the clear instructions on the screen on how to cancel the recording, he screams at me and demands his instant gratification. I suspect he has some sort of hate towards me, because when my brother comes to fix any problems in any hi-tech stuff we own, he acts patient and considerate, but he has to scream or even threaten me as I am trying to fix the problem as fast as I can.
Most of the time he is awfully rude. I am watching a show, and he comes in and immediately says "what's this stupid thing?" or insults me at the table in front of guests, calling me "moron" or bringing up crap like "He watches Simpsons" even when he knows I haven't watched the show in over a year.
This is the reason I do not want a cell phone when I go to college. Although I insist to my mom that the reason is that I'm up for paying $70 a month for something I will not use a lot, I know that he will call non-stop and complain about crap that he knows God-well that he can fix it himself. I am tired of him. I want to go to school really badly.
