I really don't like it when people don't listen to me. I've found that people who don't listen do two things. They like talking on and on until what they're saying gets repetitive and extremely boring. Also, when I remind non-listeners and all talkers that they aren't listening to me, they then get overly critical about what I was trying to explain while they were on their non-stop 10 hour rant. Its so frustrating! One of these people is unfortunately my father. He didn't listen to me at all last night when we were talking about that something I can't mention in this diary. It makes me feel inferrior. I don't really know what to do...he's so controlling and manipulative as well. He has to have everything his way. Demanding. A high pressured bowl of fire. Sometimes.

I studied about 75% of the material for my midterm tomorrow. I still have to work on the essays and I have a lot of questions to ask in class today (in aprox 10 min). I'm very tired too from staying up past decent sleeping time, trying to forget about my dad seeming like he thinks I'm retarded or something. Arg.

I've downloaded a lot of music. I'm getting into listening to The Red House Painters. Their singer sounds like the guy from Velvet Underground in my opinion and their music is very mellow and comforting. Perfect for working or studying. I first heard about them from this guy I work with at student housing. They're pretty good.

Man was I dead when I woke up this morning. Waking up tired actually makes me not minding me being dead...its painful!

Well, I'd better get to class. After tomorrow I have a four day weekend. Except working for Pwong. Neat, except for not at all.