My fighting thoughts

Argh, I want to write but I have nothing to write about. I guess I can tell everyone about my angry household of late. Angry household what do you mean? well what I mean is the people in my household are angry not the household itself. So I lay on my couch, it is almost 9PM.. oh wait let me take you back to 7:13PM for a moment. I get off the bus and as if it were a bad omen of the night to come, I see the most hidious beast I have ever laid eyes on coming toward the bus as I left. It was a women who I had worked with at McDonald's and she was very very frightning, so anyways I was able to escape that situation by.. walking away. I then go to my house where as I enter my parents are sitting having dinner. As I am explaining something to them, my father interupts and said "Can you please just sit down and eat?" How rude of him to interupt. I replied with "No I must go to my room, then use the restroom, then I will eat." I obviously did not say this in the most polite manner seeing as it was a reply to a rude interuption. So my father said "ok ok I was just asking a question." So at this point the conversation is over and a few hours pass. Now we come back to 8:45PM or around that time. I lay on my couch watching a show about comedians, its quite amazing now that I think about it. The fact that I am watching a show that is supposed to make me laugh, and shortly thereafter I am confronted with something that makes me want to cry. So at this point in time my father is finishing his shuvelling job outside, and I turn to my mom and ask, "What is dad doing outside?" then my mother replies, "He is shuvelling the driveway and he specifically told me that he doesn't want help." Hmm ok so I didn't go out and help. About 15 minutes pass and he has now come inside and is sitting on a chair watching the rest of this TV program with me. About five minutes before it ended(I know the calculations of the times are off just be vague) He said "Peter put it on 503 please." Knowing the way he is I just change the channel and since I didn't feel like watching sports, I got up... Big mistake. It's funny how one motion of my body which would seem insignificant have such a large effect on the fallowing moments afterwards. So then he says, "Why are you getting up?" I replied with, "I don't feel like watching sports." I wont describe the entire conversation but the just of it is that it was really loud, contained very vulgar language and since there is no getting my point accross I ended up just complying with everything he said. Why argue if you know that the other side won't listen. It is like dealing with religious people, infact it is dealing with religious people because that is what my parents are. So I ended up going to bed feeling like crap, because believe it or not it is not anything but loud violent voices that makes me have these very veil feelings inside, whenever I was at school and there was a fight with two people yelling at eachother I had these same feelings. My mind has always worked a bit different than everyone elses. So I really dont know what else to say other than this is why I spend most of my time at the University. So thats my thoughts for today.