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Why is it that moms always get on your nerves? Yes, I know that Mother's Day is tomorrow, but damn mine is a bitch. She knows that I've got a lot of homework, yet she expects me to give the house a thorough cleaning! I've got major work due tomorrow! She claims that Dad asked for the work done, when I know that she is the one who wants it done. I said alright, just not now. That ticked her off enough to lay into my baby sister who wanted sympathy for her oncoming period. I warned her to stay away from Mom, and Mom turned right back around and said to stay away from me as I've turned into a super bitch! WHAT THE FUCK! She's the one who came into my room this morning wanting me up to work. Thank god I was playing possum, but even then she was such a rude bitch! She asked if I was up and said of course I wasn't. And she has the balls to say to knock when I go into her room. She even claims that I was mouthing off to her. I was only giving as she gave. She went as far as to say that she would ground me. Ground me from what? I don't do anything with my friends, I need the internet for school, I don't talk on the phone, I don't watch TV, and the only thing I'm looking forward to is Fanime, but I'm paying my own way for that, not to mention it's my birthday present to myself. Oh, there is the PlayStation, but she can't take that away as I bought it with my own money! Her secret weapon that broke me though?: threatening to call Mrs. Bigham. I want absolutely nothing to do with the Bighams and she knows that. I broke down and did the kitchen, again, took out the recycling and garbage, and tidied the living room. Not the deep cleaning she wants, but I can't do floors until Dad gets the solution for the Swifer. Oh, and the best part? I'M NOT THE ONLY FUCKING DAUGHTER IN THE HOUSE! Neither of the mini bitches are of any help. Poor Dad is stuck in the middle of all of this thanks to Mom.
Dear god, that felt good. I could go on, but the whole reason I started that rant was because of school. Better go and do it. After all, I don't want to become a guilt-tripping hypocrite like her.
Dear god, that felt good. I could go on, but the whole reason I started that rant was because of school. Better go and do it. After all, I don't want to become a guilt-tripping hypocrite like her.