Bleh....
Its decided. Im gonna kill my mum. Seriosuly. At 16 i think its time she stops telling me what to do. I can tell she wants to use the "if you dont do it your out" threat, but that backfired big on her fat arse, she shes trying new things. Not that they work. "Either clean or spend all you saturdays and sundays working". Ooooo, scary fatty. She never asks, always demands. And when she says we are gonna get up early and clean, it means we are gonna get up early and i will hoover and dust, while you clean the kitchen and bathroom and do the ironing. FUCK YOU. And as soon aas i retort, she goes off her nut, threatening me, acting like i do NOTHING for her. AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!! I have so much pent up anger and frustration I cant put in words!!! the things she does, the way she demands i "help" her or get a job or get out. The way she calls me stupid of acts like shes the poor soul who is endlessly cleaning. No mum, its me actually, me!!! just becuase you empty the dishwasher a few times and put on the washing doesnt mean youa re some hard done to housewife. Cunt. I hate the word, but i think it fits right now.
Anyways, after that little outburst i have little else to say. School is okay I spose. October tests are quite daunting but im getting through...
Real udate later, maybe?
L xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Anyways, after that little outburst i have little else to say. School is okay I spose. October tests are quite daunting but im getting through...
Real udate later, maybe?
L xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx