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well, i was bored as shit, looking at friends page, then I relaized i forgot about the AMAZING post i planned to make. So, everyone read, because its fun and makes my life look a lot more miserable than it actually is, which seems to be the WHOLE POINT of LiveJournal, anyways.
Enjoy!
SO yesterday was an averagely bad day. It started off just like any other bad day with my mother yelling at me because I slept in till 1:30, and then me avoiding her for the rest of the day. Guess what? I hold grudges.
But it got consistently worse. last night my mother was with my while I was driving home, which is usually pretty stressful because she flips out every time i take a turn or go over a hill. So i told her that it was annoying and distracting to hear her gasp and grab the door handle every five seconds (I'm not a bad driver, i swear). And of course, she tells me that it is NOT annoying. OH! Guess I was wrong! She sure told me. I'm glad she corrected me because I would hate to have gone through life thinking that something that annoyed me, in fact, didn't.
Well we start arguing. And arguing about driving eventually turns into arguing about life (as they always seem to do) and i am treated to an enlightening lecture about what is wrong with me. As if i honestly didnt know. Keep in mind this is while I'm driving, and my mother takes a breath every few sentances and yells at me to pay attention to the road, because, like she said, her screaming and yelling actually isn't ditracting AT ALL!
So at one point she told me to "shut the fuck up" and i told her not to talk to me like that. She raised her hand like she was going to hit me, so i had to take my hands off the wheel and stop her, and I told her I'd hit her back if she tried to hit me. Remember that despite what you may think, this was NOT DISTRACTING AT ALL! Well, then she told me i was to "get the hell out" of her house. This was all very surprising because my mother never swears.
So we got home, and i left.
That was around nine, and i spent the next three hours walking to 7-11 and napping on picnic tables. OH! And I forgot to mention there was a rainstorm, complete with thunder, lighting, wind, and extreme cold. So sometime after twelve when my clothes were sopping wet, my hair was dripping, and my shoes were filled with water, i decided to forget her, and go home anyway. So i snuck in, watched Cheers in the basement, and then went to bed.
I got a voicemail at around 1 o'clock, and as it turns out, she called me trying to get me to come home way BEFORE i actually came home. But immagine the reception I get in that sort of storm. Around 2 a.m. she finally decided to look for me ,and it took her two trips around the whole house before she realized i was in the basement. So then i fell asleep. And I didnt take Abby to swimming practice like i was supposed to this morning. So i really hope it was cancelled because of the storm.
Enjoy!
SO yesterday was an averagely bad day. It started off just like any other bad day with my mother yelling at me because I slept in till 1:30, and then me avoiding her for the rest of the day. Guess what? I hold grudges.
But it got consistently worse. last night my mother was with my while I was driving home, which is usually pretty stressful because she flips out every time i take a turn or go over a hill. So i told her that it was annoying and distracting to hear her gasp and grab the door handle every five seconds (I'm not a bad driver, i swear). And of course, she tells me that it is NOT annoying. OH! Guess I was wrong! She sure told me. I'm glad she corrected me because I would hate to have gone through life thinking that something that annoyed me, in fact, didn't.
Well we start arguing. And arguing about driving eventually turns into arguing about life (as they always seem to do) and i am treated to an enlightening lecture about what is wrong with me. As if i honestly didnt know. Keep in mind this is while I'm driving, and my mother takes a breath every few sentances and yells at me to pay attention to the road, because, like she said, her screaming and yelling actually isn't ditracting AT ALL!
So at one point she told me to "shut the fuck up" and i told her not to talk to me like that. She raised her hand like she was going to hit me, so i had to take my hands off the wheel and stop her, and I told her I'd hit her back if she tried to hit me. Remember that despite what you may think, this was NOT DISTRACTING AT ALL! Well, then she told me i was to "get the hell out" of her house. This was all very surprising because my mother never swears.
So we got home, and i left.
That was around nine, and i spent the next three hours walking to 7-11 and napping on picnic tables. OH! And I forgot to mention there was a rainstorm, complete with thunder, lighting, wind, and extreme cold. So sometime after twelve when my clothes were sopping wet, my hair was dripping, and my shoes were filled with water, i decided to forget her, and go home anyway. So i snuck in, watched Cheers in the basement, and then went to bed.
I got a voicemail at around 1 o'clock, and as it turns out, she called me trying to get me to come home way BEFORE i actually came home. But immagine the reception I get in that sort of storm. Around 2 a.m. she finally decided to look for me ,and it took her two trips around the whole house before she realized i was in the basement. So then i fell asleep. And I didnt take Abby to swimming practice like i was supposed to this morning. So i really hope it was cancelled because of the storm.