ROAR.
Okay, This morning i woke up to brent kicking my door open. (Yesterday, i ate the last Oreo Icecream sandwich for dessert, and the other 3 in the box my parents ate. I ate it WITH THEIR PERMISSION.) Brent was insanely pissed for no reason, it's around 7:00 in the morning and he's bouncing around he's so anxious to chew me out. He's screaming that i'm irresponsible because i didnt leave the last one for my mother. (I didnt have ANY! ;.; I never eat dessert or anything T_T) SO he forces me to bike into town when it's fucking 50° outside, CELSIUS. And he makes me Rebuy the whole fucking box of oreo thingies with my own money. Since i live in whistler they're like 10 bucks for 4, which REALLY puts a hamper on my money supply until next paycheck. *Horribly HORRRIBLY pissed off.* Halfway through the journal mom phoned on her cel as she was in a separate place from brent. She asks "So what did he say in your bedroom when i was in the shower?" I told her what he said, she just gasped and goes "What an asshole." At least i'm not alone on this. T_T