last night my dad took my phone and my ipad because i was being disrespectful he took them for a month so i broke down because without my ipad and phone, i can't do certain things that i need to get done, like contest entries, or lemontober he came into my room and we talked about it and said if i was "helpful enough" i'd earn them back before next month so i said i had to be helpful for weeks and he said "no, just, like, tonight and tomorrow morning" i just went to go ask him if i could have my stuff back, since i'd been pretty helpful today (it's 7:00 PM at the time of me posting this) he asked me if i had cleaned my room so i said "no," because i hadn't, and he said he'd asked me to this morning, which is a lie. so i got frustrated and told him he'd never said that and he told me he did, but he didn't. then there was this whole bs about being an adult and remembering things (keep in mind that i am a 14-year-old) so i storm off to my room and he yells "just clean your room! it's not that hard!" theory confirmed: he doesn't pay attention my room is a junkyard "not that hard" my a$$**. and it's not like i'm gonna be able to focus on it since i don't have my phone or ipad, meaning i don't have access to my playlist for focusing/sleeping he also told me i wouldn't be getting it back until i clean my room and my mom yelled at me when i tried to explain to my dad that he was wrong about telling me this morning i'm literally about to cry he keeps lying to me update: october 13, 2019 okay i have to retype all of this because there was a "bad word" somewhere which there wasn't which REALLY pissed** me off anyway i asked my dad if i could have my stuff back he said it "depends on how long [i'm] gonna use it for" so i asked him what he meant and he told me i still needed to clean my room because we have some STUPID small-group at our house tonight so i told him it's not like anyone's gonna be in my room and he told me people might be "looking into it" nell ho. there's no way i'm letting ANYONE see into my room he also told me i still needed to do my homework which is writing down 27 more definitions for science class and doing that stupid playing test for strings class three things 1. no matter which one i do first, my hands aren't gonna last that long. I'm not even joking. 2. My fingers aren't strong enough for me to write 30 definitions without getting hurt or to do a shifting playing test without having the same fate 3. I HATE MY STRINGS TEACHER SHE DOESN'T TEACH US ANYTHING SHE WROTE MY FRIEND UP FOR SOMETHING SHE DIDN'T DO AND WROTE ME UP BECAUSE I WAS DEFENDING THAT FRIEND SHE'S A JERK WHY WOULD I WANNA DO ANYTHING FOR THAT WOMAN
**don't report me i am way too angry for that
