Sorry to bitch about random stuff on here
Well, today wasn't actually that bad. It was really tiring, though. LOTS of filming. We were shooting from about 10:00 to 4:30. I got cake, though. One of my studio members, Harley is an AMAZING baker, and she made this great lemon cake for the birthday party scene.
When I got home it wasn't so bad, either. Sure, my brother wouldn't get off the computer for a while, but that's pretty normal. And, eventually, I did get on. I read some pretty good Labrynth fanfic, too.
The real problem started at dinner. It started out, like it always does, pretty inocently. We were eating, and I noticed that my mom was wearing a bracelet that I had made when I was younger. I asked her why she was wearing my bracelet. She then started yelling at me about how I always criticized her. My dad and brother stepped in to point out (correctly) that she was being unfair, and the next thing you know she ranted about how we do nothing but criticize her from the minute we wake up, and she knocked over half of the plates and glasses on the table, and threw her tortilla so far across the room that it landed behind the refridgerator.
I'm so glad I'll only be living here for another year.
PS: I was going to post this to deviantart, but I didn't want to burden all my new watchers with my bitching.
When I got home it wasn't so bad, either. Sure, my brother wouldn't get off the computer for a while, but that's pretty normal. And, eventually, I did get on. I read some pretty good Labrynth fanfic, too.
The real problem started at dinner. It started out, like it always does, pretty inocently. We were eating, and I noticed that my mom was wearing a bracelet that I had made when I was younger. I asked her why she was wearing my bracelet. She then started yelling at me about how I always criticized her. My dad and brother stepped in to point out (correctly) that she was being unfair, and the next thing you know she ranted about how we do nothing but criticize her from the minute we wake up, and she knocked over half of the plates and glasses on the table, and threw her tortilla so far across the room that it landed behind the refridgerator.
I'm so glad I'll only be living here for another year.
PS: I was going to post this to deviantart, but I didn't want to burden all my new watchers with my bitching.