Today sucked. What with the scraped and swollen knee, the almost failed math test, and all that crap from my father again. Yes, I told my dad that I got a C for my math test, and he freaked out, and yelled at me for not doing any of my assessment books, and hit me on my head with my math textbooks, which combined are thicker than an encyclopaedia. After that he said that all my other tests were bound to fail too, so I got really pissed and said that if I got good marks then I'd beat him. He asked what rights did I have to beat him. I said that when I did wrong he beat me, so when he was wrong, why couldn't I do the same to him? I'm not as abuseable as I was in primary school. And now he's denying that he hit me.