Bad Saturday

it's the 4th of December and it is Saturday..i woke up in the early morning, hoping to see a better day coming..
well, it started with a request from my mum, to browse the internet for an info on ExxonMobil company..did it, and took my regular saxophone lesson..
it started awkwardly..and ended just like it begun; awkward
i ate my breakfast then my old man started to speak..
well, he told me about motivation on taking saxophone lesson blah blah blah..i GOT THE POINT.
i don't have any passion anymore on saxophone, i guess i am just dreaming to be able to play one well..after a few (LONG) minutes, i decide to paint Hugh Jackman..
before i even start to make a single line with my pen, my old man shouted again..now he is talking about my insurance..he told me that "I told you to change it into a regular transfer"
i said i did..and well, he still nag about so many things i can't remember all..what i'm trying to say is, hey, yelling and shouting just don't work on me..
i will transfer it today at 12, then that is it!...let's hope, the insurance transfer type changed (as it should be), and then there will be no problem..late paying will not be a problem anymore..
this awkward morning "talking" kills my desire to to draw..it's not even 11 am yet!
and now, i have lost all my passion to do anything..i will just transfer the damn money, take another money from a client, then go home, sketch some tree and leave for my college assignment, and sleep..may be a little tv in the afternoon, then another sleep..hope for a slightly better Saturday....