I'm just too effing tired

And fed up, and overwrought. Sometimes it feels like my dad is the teenager, not me. He's currently listening to music downstairs, and it just so happens that I cannot escape the beat no matter where I go, and it is driving me insane. Normally I don't mind, but sometimes I'm tired and I can't focus and the last thing I want is some music pounding into my bedroom at 9:15 at night.

How hard is it to understand that sometimes I just can't deal with more than one thing at a time?

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Sorry, venting over. I shall write something tomorrow, preferably before my dad comes home. >_<