Just three more months...

Things at home have been pretty rough lately. Nothing interesting or fun have happened in this house for a long while now (maybe a month?). It mostly revolves around my dad and his grouchiness. I mean, the slightest thing you say to him can set him off on a total lecture or rampage around the house. I said the word "gosh" once and he went off forever on how I didn't respect him or our family because I didn't take what he said as a joke. Today, he doesn't even say hi when he came home, the first thing he said was "why didn't you put away the garbage can?! I had to do it myself!". I mean...a hi would be nice every once in a while...and he says that I'm disrespectful. I think subconsciously the reason I dyed my hair was to piss off my dad, try to tell him that I'm fed up with his teenage attitude with everything. He's so sensitive and never thinks he is wrong about anything. I know I've ranted about him before, but this is what I use my blog for: ranting. I watched Star Wars on Sunday, it was alright, except for the horrible love scenes. "Oh Ani! Hug me like you used to on Naboo!". No one is going to take that seriously. I think the major thing in the movie was that Hayden Christensen and Natalie Portman has no chemistry together. Also, Christensen is a pretty bad actor. His angry face is the same as his happy face; his sad face is the same as his excited face; etc. Natalie Portman isn't that bad of an actor, I heard that she was pretty good in Garden State (I think she got an Oscar nomination for that movie, not too sure on that). ***I just came back from dinner and it was one of the most tense and unhappy ones ever. Dad being really unreasonable, just trying to be "calm" but obviously mad at something. I think it has something to do with something on monday when my sister accidentally bumped a guy in his bumper and "scratched" it. I mean, I looked at that guy's blue honda civic and it looked fine to me. Anyways, they went today to the mechanic dude to pay for the repairs. However, it might also be because of my dyed hair and me not telling him I have a date for formal (and possibly sleeping over at tiff's) that might've made him unhappy. This is starting to get so immature. I'm getting fed up with him. It's no use arguing with him, either he sends you on a long, neverending guilt trip or he just starts yelling at you for the most unrelated things. Just three more months and I'm out of this house.