I don't understand why people go about things like that. WTF. I was sleeping and my mom came and bust the door open SCREAMING at me HELLA loud about the fact that I never do the dishwasher. seriously? like, she hasn't been this mad in forever.
and wtf the first things I did when I woke up YESTERDAY while she was at work, WAS clean the kitchen. are you serious? it was a MESS. then she starts yelling about how I don't make an effort around here and I sleep in too much and WHATEVER. I'm like oh, I'm sorry for not keeping a schedule of when exactly you're gonna clean everything in the world? and I'm sorry for sleeping in when I have no school and I had a crazy week? as much as she sleeps...and if she needed my help there is seriously no need to wake me up 546765432456765434567 more times louder then you need to, you can just TELL me and that would have been enough. it's not like I never do it. -________-
AND THEN, while she's at it she thinks of more things to be mad at me about and takes the time to yell at me and talk about how irresponsible I am and how I don't care. like, while she's just yelling away at me, she starts blaming me for the rest of the universe. I HATE how she thinks she knows everything about me. now I am not in a good mood because of that. not a good way to start my day. I'm like...really?! reeeeally though? ooookay. aight cool. =/
ASDFGHJKL;' I shant dwell on that.
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