so the other time i was talking about how f*cked up my dad is, like literally poking his nose in the sites i go to. like seriously, what the fuck.

i almost got an ass whoopin' like 5 minutes ago cos he claims IM ON FACEBOOK AGAIN.

oh, now what? I cant even fucking log into damned facebook????????????

is checking your wall messages and photo comments called 'becoming a facebook addict' ???

can someone out there, anyone enlighten me on this shit thats happening?

how am i an addict on facebook? if im an addict, i think millions of peope out there who checks facebook like every 5 minutes are some ape shit crazy facebook members already.

how ape shit crazy they can get??

.......................like they live/ breathe/ eat facebook.

having em compared to me who checks daily(like how i check my emails) but not every 5 minutes kinda thing is like 0.000000000000000000000001%

den i answered back, which caused him to go crazy like he always do,

me: "what? cant i check my facebook account? its not like i play games or something. i check for messages and stuff, i DUN play facebook games."

him: "did i say u play games on facebook?"

me: "if not, i dun see whats wrong with checking it. everyone gt facebook these days.. ever your 2 sons have it."

him: "really? but i dont see em on the computer till 4am every night."

me: "i dont see any link with ME logging into facebook. WHATS WRONG WITH LOGGING INTO FACEBOOK!?"

him *starts to go crazy, threatening to beat the shit outta me.. swearing, as usual* "u dont talk to me in this manner ok?"
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whats ur say in this???? can someone nice just tell me my father is one crazy man who thinks im an addict on facebook(not, even if i lived another 5 times.)

is he being unreasonable or i am the one whose having an attitude problem here now huh?

i guess i dont have to be online till the wee hours if i get to stay at home like my fucking bros always do in the day.

i guess i dun have to if i get to come home early, daily.

i guess i dont have to if i getta use like at some normal hours and not waiting for my stupid brother to end his game of WAR OF WARCRAFT every night.

and i gotta wait for him like im waiting for the sun to rise from the west instead of the usual, EAST SIDE.

like hes dealing some million dollar business on that fucked up monster killing games.

if im an addict on facebook, i dont know what u call my brother for playing war of warcraft every single day without fail.

seriously, whts facebook compared to stupid war of warcraft? im not syaing this cos im anti of RPG games but for real!

if thats not picking on me, i dont know what that is.

its my dad's fucking idea to place the damned desktop in teh living den bear with our online activites, i cant even do what i want den might as well i dont even fucking come here.

he thinks my hours on the computer till 4am is only on facebook. what teh fuck he knows!?

if me going on facebook is lame as hell.. then wat about my brother who watches damn lamborgini(or how u spell it, who gives a shit?) youtube videos which he can never afford it, even if he does, no point wasting his time wathcing those videos..

cld have used the time from watching and dreaming of owning a lamborgini to focus on pursuing higher education, save money from working hard to buy his first car, never mind a lamborgini.

he doesnt say shit when my stupid brother watches lamorgini. why he says shit when i happen to be on the facebook site, not even logging in yet.

WHAT THE FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK....