Dear Mom,
Enough already. I get the picture. You tell me several times a day that I need to go out and get exercise somehow. Every damn day. I can't think of a single day in the past two months or longer where you haven't told me that. Constant nagging and near yelling at me isn't going to make me go out and do anything for fucks sake! I don't
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It clearly means, "You're spending too much damn time on the computer and you're turning into a reclusive hermit. Please to be proving me wrong kthnx."
Don't fight with her over something so stupid boyo, go find something to do, resuming a job search is a good idea, that way, you know, no more monies worries and stuff like that. Maybe then you'll be able to save enough for that PS2 and that Wii you're wanting so much. Or even an Xbox 360 for Mass Effect and Bioshock.
Humor her, because if you're getting pissed at her chewing on your ass for this, I'd love to see how you take it when I start putting a couple inches of steel toe up yours for the same thing.\
Two nightmares a week is ridiculous for something you could just, you know, go do for crying out load. Go get some sun and go explore. Call it doing homework if you want; I wanna know what places to go see in Santa rosa; 'cause I like sightseeing and Cali seems to be a good place for that.
You're going to be 19 years old boyo, time to start putting the pants on and wearing the banner of your age. Sucks like a mofo but hey; I'm turning twenty and getting my priorities slowly but surely straightened.
You've got two paths to choose from here boyo; I'm not telling you what they are or what the benefits and consequences are for either of them. What I will say?
Choose wisely, 'cause there is no turning back once you've chosen.
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