As you know, I'm not a Lang Lang fan. But I found this pretty amusing, especially since Alex and I just hijacked Alex's iPad for half an hour to play Chopsticks and Colourblind on it yesterday.
My dad just came into the room as I'm studying at my desk and the following conversation took place.
"You're still awake?"
"...yes."
"Do you have class tomorrow at 7 AM?"
"Yes."
"Go to bed. It's midnight."
OH. MY. GOD. I know this doesn't sound like a big deal to you but one of the main reasons why I never talk to my dad is because of stuff like this. Yes, obviously, I'm still awake. I'm sitting up straight at my desk and writing and shuffling papers around. Yes, I do have class at 7 AM, like I do every freaking morning. And yes, I would love to go to bed, but unlike you, I don't have that luxury.
My parents seriously think that I stay up for fun or something and the piles of Calculus homework and AP Chemistry problem sets just solve themselves on their own.
They do a lot of ridiculous things.
Like buy a $1600 dishwasher and never use it. Instead, they'll use a freaking tub that sits in my sink all day, an old disgusting sponge, and then leave it in another sink to dry.
There are so many things wrong with that! We have no functional sink, a bacteria infested sponge, and dishes being left out to collect bacteria and what not. Sinks are the dirtiest area of the house! At least dry them and put them away. AHH! I don't understand them. It's like they don't understand that they left Vietnam over twenty years ago.
Dude. Technology. Use it, especially if you're going to spend so much money on it. The money was either going to go to a really nice refrigerator or a nice dishwater. We use our refrigerator 24/7. We use our dishwasher twice a year.
I don't think it's really so much the whole dishwasher and obvious questions that bothers me so much... what disturbs me is that this reflects their ability to think and reason.
Also - I smell tomato soup in my room. This is curious, seeing as how I haven't eaten tomato soup in over a year and I rarely eat in my room anyways.
Hmm...
Thursday, April 22, 2010
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