Don’t really know what I’m writing about here. I guess we’ll find out sooner or later, but i know roughly what this is gonna be about… My Dad. I walked through town the other day, looked through the window of WHSmith, and facial expression went from a happy, content smile to a sad, frown. Very similar idea to the email i received the other day.Normally, emails from apple are fine, and sometimes interesting, but here was the email:
So there is the photo. I’m sure you’ve guessed why I hated this email and the advertising in WHSmith. Yes. You’ve got it. Of course father’s day is going to be unforgettable because my dad died on father’s day 8 bloody years ago. If only my dad could ‘connect to fast data networks around the world’ I probably wouldn’t be here ranting about something I haven’t even accepted.
“FATHER’S DAY REMINDERS ARE THE 3RD WORST THINGS IN MY LIFE.”
Yes, that is a quote, because I said it to my friend because I was feeling depressed. Feeling depressed for something that I should be used to seeing after 8 years. I remember when I was younger and the rest of the class would be making father’s day cards, I would sit there making a card to my mum as there were no other male people in my life. Now, at the age of 16, I still haven’t seem to have found a way to deal with this yearly dreadful time.
What’s even worse, is that I am in the middle of GCSEs during this time, so the last thing i need is to get depressed!!! I had a ‘little chat’ with this teacher at my school, and I somehow had to tell her about my father’s death and everything that happened around that time, in order to let her understand. I HATED IT. I had never spoken to a teacher about that time, especially not one who I didn’t know that well. She said to me,’now, as you may know, you’re father’s death anniversary is the 20th June which is in the middle of your GCSE exams’. That annoyed me so so so much because OF COURSE I BLOODY KNOW WHEN MY DAD’S DEATH ANNIVERSARY IS!!! YOU DON’T NEED TO REMIND ME!! :/
I’d better stop writing this blog post thingy before I break the keys of my laptop, but hey. I don’t care about material things at the moment, all i want is to be happy with my mum, get through these exams, and then think about being sad and depressed.
Sorry for the rant ;)
