Thursday, September 18, 2008

Harsh Tongue

Both are stunning: my harsh tongue, and my father's sudden, caring attitude

He asks me if I have any problems. That's a retorical question. Even if I did, I probably wouldn't ask him. I pause dramatically, and then answer, "...No." He asks me how math is, and what I'm learning. I pause again. "...Reasoning." I say simply. He then asks me about Geometry. I'm sarcastic, replying: "...Geometry is the same as math. It is math." Silence. For a moment, I wonder if I've pushed his buttons. He then asks, "How's Pre-Calc?" I ogle, almost in revulsion. He didn't even know what his daughter's classes were. Anywayyssss... I pause, for almost ten seconds, before harshly saying, "...I. Don't. Take. Pre-Calc. Yet." More silence. Then he asks if I need supplementary textbooks. I decline. Silence. He walks away.

For some strange reason, these past few days, I'm extremely easy to irritate. And why is he being so, controlled, for that moment? It's only more awkward talking to him... and it's awkward and difficult enough.

2 comments:

meji ドラゴンの女の子 said...

looks like your having a rough time...*guess who* but I understand. Fathers can act like that. they do their own thing then after a few it hits them..."Oh my goodness my daughter's in high school!" they normally take time to adjust...

hoshimori said...

I highly doubt it. You dunno what my dad is like... My parents never cease to amaze me...