Day 208- Just Sorta Irritated

This morning, I was just thinking about everything I had to do. Had to print out my essay for French, I had to hand it in, along with the English assignment. I had a math quiz to do. I had to blog. I had to write a review. I had to write chapter 11 for "Crashing And Burning". I had to go to Religion class. I had debating. I had to shower. It was overwhelming. But, I had three really positive reviews for chapter 10, so I was feeling okay about the day.
I go downstairs and try telling Dad about the reviews I got, because I'm really proud of how much people like the story. Unfortunately, pride comes before the fall. I should have learned by now that no one in my house cares that Slaxl19 blesses Steven's marshmallowy heart, or that Starpupil would have loved to be a bug on the floor when Steven talked for 14 hours, and they don't even care that anonima thinks that chapter 10 was really funny. They just sorta ignored me. I want to say that it's okay, I'm used to it, cause I should be by now. But I'm not. If John builds a something or other out of computer parts, he's a whiz kid. If I've got a story with an average of 5 reviews per chapter, they don't bat an eye. (JSYK, depending on how long the story's been going on for, and how popular the fandom is, the average is 2-3 reviews per chapter.)
School starts, and I'm immediately asked to correct two essays for french, and help someone understand everything we've been going over since the beginning of the school year for a quiz in math. I do it, cause I'd just be a really awful thing to leave someone high and dry when I could have helped them. I give up my recess to finish correcting it, as well as half of my free period. I lent a kid my copy of the book we're reading in English so that he wouldn't have to go to his locker.
You see all the good things I did for everyone today, so why was the back half of my day so bad? I got busted for using my iPod in math to check and see if anyone else asked me to make them novel covers. When Dad picked me up from debating, all he could talk about is how I 'went back on our deal that I'd take a shower every two days'. Well, pardon me that I was working clear from 3 to 9:30 last night, and that I hate taking showers when I know I won't be able to dry off before I have to go into the freezing cold. So, I'm home just long enough to make the new requested covers, and to start the review, then I have to go to Religion class. I get home, and back to work. Dad yells down that I have to take a shower, in ways less than polite. He says I have until 8:30, or he'll get mad.
Is it just me, or is it really demeaning and rude to constantly remind someone to take a shower? Like, does my rank body odor bother you that much? Here's the kicker, when I go back downstairs, Dad tells orders me not to be mad, that he tried treating me like an adult. Since when does he go up to adults and say "take a shower every two days, because I can't stand the smell of you any longer than that."
Long story short, I'm trying to sort out this mess on the NaNoWriMo site. It's got a bug, and all my covers are showing up as the same one.