annoyances
ok, im am officially P.O.'ed
and yes, im trying to just chill myself out..relax...its spring break..yaknowyaknow...
but it not working, nope.
My mother is getting on my very last nerve. Today she was asking my opinion, and i was disagreeing with her on some stuff. Now realise, i wasnt being rude in any way shape or form. I was simply trying to express my point of view in a calm,civilised manner.
but NOooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo
apparently, any opinion that is not her opinion is not an opinion at all. better yet, its the wrong opinion.
UNLESS, of course, she talking to anyone besides me
then its all
"oh! i can rally see your side of things now" or" what an interesting view"
PISHA
whatever.
and now, a really good friend of mine is coming to visit us
and so i was trying to clean the house up a bit , because SHE is always yelling at ME ( no one else) for making the house a -quote- "fucking hell hole"
so since a visior was coming, i figured
COMMNCE WITH THE CLEANING!
butno. nu-uh
not according to Mom-Who-Gets-Really-Lazy-At-Super-Unoppertune-Moments
my little brother had all his crap laying all over the living room ( another thing I, not him, get yelled at for consistently) so i asked him to " get your crap out of here please"
which considering his perpetual state of doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, i believed was kind enough a statement on my behalf. SO he goes crying to mommy, and she comes in, tells me how i never do anything, i have made this house a pig stye, and how i just need to "chill out"
excuse me
-MENTAL IMPLOSION-
ok
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i hate living here.
really i do
but you know what?
its a hell of a lot beter than living in Africa with AIDS. or having to live in Cambodia, prostituion my only resort of making money. Or even here in the USA with no parents at all, going from foster home to foster home, and never really finding who i am.
at least i have a decent home, with a quasi-nice family who i believe somewhat care for me
its a whole lot more than some kids have
and for that
i am grateful
:)
and yes, im trying to just chill myself out..relax...its spring break..yaknowyaknow...
but it not working, nope.
My mother is getting on my very last nerve. Today she was asking my opinion, and i was disagreeing with her on some stuff. Now realise, i wasnt being rude in any way shape or form. I was simply trying to express my point of view in a calm,civilised manner.
but NOooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooooooOOOOOOOOOOOOOooooooo
apparently, any opinion that is not her opinion is not an opinion at all. better yet, its the wrong opinion.
UNLESS, of course, she talking to anyone besides me
then its all
"oh! i can rally see your side of things now" or" what an interesting view"
PISHA
whatever.
and now, a really good friend of mine is coming to visit us
and so i was trying to clean the house up a bit , because SHE is always yelling at ME ( no one else) for making the house a -quote- "fucking hell hole"
so since a visior was coming, i figured
COMMNCE WITH THE CLEANING!
butno. nu-uh
not according to Mom-Who-Gets-Really-Lazy-At-Super-Unoppertune-Moments
my little brother had all his crap laying all over the living room ( another thing I, not him, get yelled at for consistently) so i asked him to " get your crap out of here please"
which considering his perpetual state of doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING, i believed was kind enough a statement on my behalf. SO he goes crying to mommy, and she comes in, tells me how i never do anything, i have made this house a pig stye, and how i just need to "chill out"
excuse me
-MENTAL IMPLOSION-
ok
hjsdfkshbvfjksbvfkjsbvddfjkvjkhfsildfvh
i hate living here.
really i do
but you know what?
its a hell of a lot beter than living in Africa with AIDS. or having to live in Cambodia, prostituion my only resort of making money. Or even here in the USA with no parents at all, going from foster home to foster home, and never really finding who i am.
at least i have a decent home, with a quasi-nice family who i believe somewhat care for me
its a whole lot more than some kids have
and for that
i am grateful
:)