I'm angry because I forgive you and I may be the biggest fucking fool on Earth for it.

Not such a bad week. This is what I would have said if you asked me yesterday. And if it wasn't for my internet running out, I probably would have said it. A friend of the family died, and he was a really old friend of my dad, so he flew down there today. I felt bad because I couldn't go too. Yesterday my dad went to the town show to watch the demolition derby, and his friend came along too. This guy was a total bogan and had the same amount of teeth as his IQ points. He came into my house and insulted me to my face, saying I should be out getting a job. At the time he was quite drunk, so I brushed it off. But the guy just kept hassling me till i snapped. I told him "How dare he come into my house and tell me how to run my life when he was a drug smoking piece of shit." He too it on the chin, but when dad left for the airport today, he returned to face me. He said he wanted to apologise. This time he brought a lead pipe with him. Decided he should be the one to teach me some manners since my dead beat father (who is quite successful now, with a job and such), and preceeded to hit me with it. I caught him of guard with a quick jab to the stomach, and he fell of the deck. I held him down with my boot on his throat until the police arrived and got a lift to the hospital. After the walk home, I saw the office chick from my dad's work. I told her to tell the owner what happened, and if he need to call the police to verify, to do so, but the main point was to deal with the guy before my dad comes home and rips the guys throat out. The guy is a coward and a cunt, and I'm in severe pain. I am just lucky I live in a small town because everyone will know about this by tomorrow, and everyone cares for me. I can't really think anymore. Oh wait, this goes out to my friend. A few weeks ago, he got hit by a car and broke his wrist. He is a good bloke and I hope he is feeling better. I have been your Angel for this evening.