Aug 19, 2004 23:19
Why is it that whenever I forget something or make a mistake and admit to it, with no sass or anything, I get shoved down and yelled at for my momentary incompetence. This does not hold true with my sister, who seems to be God's little shit to the world. I accidently left my sleeping bag.
"Do you know where your sister's sleeping bag is?"
" *thinks* I had it at Rebecca's... I must of left it there. Sorry."
"Oh, that's great. *yells to the rest of the family and sister's idiot friend* Alicia? She left it at Rebecca's house. You'll have to use hers. No, I don't know why she's so damn selfish."
I made a mistake. I admitted to it, and apologized with no sarcasm. I. Messed. Up. I apologized. What do you want me to do, run over there and back? Maybe if I really was Pietro, I could. Maybe if I had my lisense by now I could. Maybe if I wasn't so selfish, which is apparently the same thing as fogettful now.
Did you think it's cool to walk right up,
To take my life and fuck it up,
Well did you?
I. Hate. You.