Dinner. One monumental screw-up after another.
Maaaaaaaaan. Just when I thought I was so happy couldn't possibly get angry ever again. These past few days have been rather pleasant - despite the ridiculous heat.
My mother got back from Spain last night. We went to pick her up and everything. And the first thing she says to me when she sees us (after saying 'hi' to my father) is 'My goodness, you're so red you look like a lobster!'
Really, mother?
This sounds awful, but even last night I could already feel stuff going ever so slowly downhill. Please don't get me wrong, my mother and I love each other very much. But she does like to run things her way. Our house is a fair one, everyone gets their say, but if someone asked me who the head of the house was I'd say my mother without hesitation.
As usual, when my mum goes on these trips to Spain to visit my nan, I have more responsiblilites - cooking dinner, washing up, feeding the cats - which is only natural. But I also have a sense of being more...free? I don't know, it's just when my mother is around, she's watching over my shoulder to see if I'm doing things right, and often finds little things in my way of living to pick at and analyse. It's always 'You should really get round to doing this' or 'I shouldn't be reminding you to do this' or 'don't you think it's about time you should do this' or 'don't do that like that, do it like this'. (These are probably typical teenage complaints. Mind you, this is probably a typical teenage rant :D)
So when she goes off to Spain, I can lounge around and do stuff my way a little bit more. Also, my dad buys chocolate biscuits, and ice-cream (because mum doesn't buy that kind of stuff. She says it's too unhealthy) and we have it for pudding. Or he buys fish and chips, or chinese. It's a real treat.
Naturally, when my mother comes back from her trips, whilst happy to see her, I also admit I feel a little dejected - almost as if 'playtime is over.' *feels guilty* I'm not saying I have a better time with my dad than with my mum, because they both have their positive and negative aspects, and share different passions with me (and I identify with them in different ways).
Dinnertime today, though was just another scene in which my mother eased back into her normal position with the household, and I DID NOT WANT. Either way, during the conversation, any somewhat negative sensations I reported to have felt over the weekend ( which were basically hot or lazy, because I felt happy and fine apart from that) was dutifully analysed by mother, who told me that I had experienced such sensations because of my lack of decent lifestyle.
Yes, my lifestyle is another of the things my mother feels that she needs to change. With absolutely anything I say, she can relate it back to the way in which I live my life. See, to her, my life is this -->
- Sitting around for the whole day.
- Eating nothing but junk food
- Drinking no water whatsoever
- With no slippers - which is apparently why I catch colds
- Doing absolutely no exercise and never leaving the house
- Having obsessive hobbies which are a waste of my time.
- Apart from study I do nothing with my life.
Anyway, my mother decided that because when she had phoned from Spain, what I had mentioned to her was how unbelievably hot it was over here, and then today, on her first day back the temperature was lower, and therefore rather bearable, I was feeling hot over the weekend DUE TO MY LIFESTYLE.
IT WAS 30 FUCKING DEGREES.
*rams head into wall*