I do.

My dad is completely unfair!! I got tickets to a Hoosiers concert in May, which is going to be on the 27th October. My tickets finally arrived yesterday morning, and my dad read them. He then claimed I never told him it was in Brixton, and that there is no way I'm going to Brixton, because of the amount of gun crime there, despite there being a stabbing somewhere me and my friends go more than weekly recently, (including numerous words I can't really repeat on here, yet if I said them back to him I be in so much trouble...) even though I did because we had an argument about it then, until he agreed I could go. When I told him this, and got my mum to back me up because she was there, he told her not to lie on my behalf and that I can get ready to sell the tickets! My mum told him not to swear at me just because he's been in a bad mood since he woke up, then in the kitchen out of his earshot said I could go, whether he likes it or not. I'm so happy my mum will let me go, because I have been excited since May and it was my birthday money that I got them with. Gah! I hate him so much!

Venting over :)