OMG.
Okay, so, because my mom is a total PSYCHOTIC BITCH, I basically had the worst night of my life yesterday.
Here's the MSN conversation; I don't feel like retyping it.
And in case you don't understand, Steve was supposed to stay over again, because he's like, MY COOLEST NEW FRIEND EVER. (Seriously, I'd like to have more than 2 friends. :P)
So here's how it went down. It was a whole lot of bullshit:
"What happened? (Guy I was talking to)
MY MOM'S A TOTAL FA GGOT, THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED.
STEVE WAS OVER
AND SERIOUSLY.
Steve's like, one of of the coolest people I know so far. Like forizzle, COOLGUY=GOODFRIEND!
And my mom was all like ITS TOOLATE, HE BETTER FUCKING GO HOME, ROARRRRR YOU GUYS ARE DOING IT, YOU STUPID WHORE ROOOOARRR GGGGGEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTT HHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMM OOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTT OOOOOOFFFFFFFF MMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYY HHHHHHHHOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEE!
*(Seriously, that's how it went down)
And she's bitching and bitching and I'm just like, "Just explain to me why we can't ALL sleep in SEPARATE rooms?" And she's making up all these excuses that don't make ANY sense. I'm like, I don't understand your fucking logic! And she's likie, "I don't have to explain myself to you, roar roar roar roar."
And I'm like, " If you don't want to fucking explain yourself to me, then don't fucking call me up here to apologize to me and then be a bitch about it," And she phones me up like 30 minutes ago and she's like, are you okay? And I'm like, "Mom, seriously, DONT START." And she's just like, I just want to make sure that you're okay. I'm thinking like yea, how about you give me 3 fucking days to calm down and to get your logic straightened out.
What kind of fucking nerve does she have to make the BIGGEST FUCKING ASS OF ME and expect me to get over it just by sleeping on it?
He had to FUCKING BIKE HOME AT 3AM.
My mom comes downstairs and she's trying to be all nice and be all like, "Steve, do you need a ride home? Are you sure? 'Cause it's not a problem." Then my mom calls me back upstairs (when she felt bad and apologized) and she's all like, "Now I'm stuck worrying about him because he had to bike up home." and I'm like, "NEXT TIME DONT FUCKING KICK HIM OUT!" (But I texted him to make sure he was aiight :D)
Man. The ONLY reason why she apologized, and you know it, is because she felt bad and she wouldn't be able to live with herself if I did something stupid. The ONLY reason.
Ugggh. It makes me so mad thinking about it. Seriously. That bitch.
HOW MANY FUCKING FRIENDS DO I HAVE AND HANG WITH?
Ooooh, let's see.
ONE."
And that's how I explained it. There was a lot more random retarded shit that my mom was saying but you know. There's only so much that doesn't get blocked out.
Needless to say that I've never been that embarassed.
Here's the MSN conversation; I don't feel like retyping it.
And in case you don't understand, Steve was supposed to stay over again, because he's like, MY COOLEST NEW FRIEND EVER. (Seriously, I'd like to have more than 2 friends. :P)
So here's how it went down. It was a whole lot of bullshit:
"What happened? (Guy I was talking to)
MY MOM'S A TOTAL FA GGOT, THAT'S WHAT HAPPENED.
STEVE WAS OVER
AND SERIOUSLY.
Steve's like, one of of the coolest people I know so far. Like forizzle, COOLGUY=GOODFRIEND!
And my mom was all like ITS TOOLATE, HE BETTER FUCKING GO HOME, ROARRRRR YOU GUYS ARE DOING IT, YOU STUPID WHORE ROOOOARRR GGGGGEEEEEEEEETTTTTTTTTTT HHHHHHHHHIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMM OOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUTTTTTTTT OOOOOOFFFFFFFF MMMMMMMMMMMYYYYYYY HHHHHHHHOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUSSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEEE!
*(Seriously, that's how it went down)
And she's bitching and bitching and I'm just like, "Just explain to me why we can't ALL sleep in SEPARATE rooms?" And she's making up all these excuses that don't make ANY sense. I'm like, I don't understand your fucking logic! And she's likie, "I don't have to explain myself to you, roar roar roar roar."
And I'm like, " If you don't want to fucking explain yourself to me, then don't fucking call me up here to apologize to me and then be a bitch about it," And she phones me up like 30 minutes ago and she's like, are you okay? And I'm like, "Mom, seriously, DONT START." And she's just like, I just want to make sure that you're okay. I'm thinking like yea, how about you give me 3 fucking days to calm down and to get your logic straightened out.
What kind of fucking nerve does she have to make the BIGGEST FUCKING ASS OF ME and expect me to get over it just by sleeping on it?
He had to FUCKING BIKE HOME AT 3AM.
My mom comes downstairs and she's trying to be all nice and be all like, "Steve, do you need a ride home? Are you sure? 'Cause it's not a problem." Then my mom calls me back upstairs (when she felt bad and apologized) and she's all like, "Now I'm stuck worrying about him because he had to bike up home." and I'm like, "NEXT TIME DONT FUCKING KICK HIM OUT!" (But I texted him to make sure he was aiight :D)
Man. The ONLY reason why she apologized, and you know it, is because she felt bad and she wouldn't be able to live with herself if I did something stupid. The ONLY reason.
Ugggh. It makes me so mad thinking about it. Seriously. That bitch.
HOW MANY FUCKING FRIENDS DO I HAVE AND HANG WITH?
Ooooh, let's see.
ONE."
And that's how I explained it. There was a lot more random retarded shit that my mom was saying but you know. There's only so much that doesn't get blocked out.
Needless to say that I've never been that embarassed.