Remind me never to be stuck in the car with my dad and bro together.
I hate being the middle person in every episode of "brothers vs parents".
If they fight, I'm the one who's supposed to talk to the involved parties about their problems.
Does anyone realize its not my duty to be the driver/night police/psychiatrist shit, where everyone comes and complains to me.

Like just now, for instance.
Wanted to sleep early tonight but my bro had to go down to KL for work, and my dad was too tired to drive. So I drove instead. Less than 5 minutes in the car, and they somehow managed to piss each other off. So my dad remained in a bad mood for the rest of the journey and took it out on me, by commenting on my driving. Like how going at 60 is too fast. How slow does he want me to go then? 20? We might as well all get down and walk to KL then.
After a while, he started commenting about how I always come home late and not knowing how dangerous that is, something has to happen before I know it, and there I was trying to figure when did I even go out in the first place. I haven't been out since college started, much less stay out until 2am.

I feel like I'm a medium for my family members to let out their anger. I should start charging.