Manipulation from people you should trust
uuuuuuugh. She said she wanted to hang out for a bit, just have lunch and go shopping or something. Now the truth comes out, now that she's 10 minutes away. We are going back to my moms house, working on her laundry, going to lunch with my nosy ass aunt (who in the past accused Brian of shitting in a bathtub at a family party..too much tequila?!) Then my mom is going back back to my grandpas house and the baby sit him since nobody else in the family cares enough to take care of him. While she does this, I get to take my cousin to Drug court. I have to walk her in to make sure she actually goes. This all sounds like a fucking blast.After court, we have to rush back home because, oh, how convenient, my dad has the afternoon off and now we have to rush home to my father, heaven forbid he get bored/lonely/angry/sad/anxious/restless/hungry/whatever. UUUUUUUGH. Just be honest. If you want my to run errands with you fine. Just don't fucking lie to get me here. I fucking hate it. fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. I hate that I have only car. I hate that my mom is going to guilt trip me into hanging out with her all freakin day. Unemployed does not mean personal puppet. Oh well, At least I'm high. HAHAHA.