I just came from an argument with my dad.
He complains that I don't do my fair share around the household. But I told him that I do it in my school work, which keeps piling high. He's always complaining how he never has time to do anything, and it's the same situation for me. I'm at school from 8AM-3PM, don't get home until 5 PM, and I do homework for at least two hours, lately three or four. That means it's between 8-10 PM when I can actually do something (hour for dinner), and he expects me to then waste my only free time on the weekend (which is sometimes clogged up with more homework) to do six loads of laundry when they do not need to be immediately done. I told him I'd get them done, and I honestly was going to get them done after guitar lessons (which I should be at right now, but I canceled due to this argument), but he supposedly wanted them started while he was at work. Does it even freakin' matter when they're done? Honestly, I'm trying to secure my earthly future here, and he's worried about something that doesn't even need to be done immediately. But, of course, he's the parent, so he doesn't need a reason for everything he does or says.
I'm tired of him. I really am. If I only had a better place to go besides my grandmother's house. Until I'm 18 I'm stuck here with a hypocritical tyrant that is trying to drag me into his depression.