November 14, 2009

it's funny how

8am: You wake me up to help you carry groceries. I'm sorry if this is bitchy, but I refuse. You tell me not to eat anything then, since you bought/brought everything.

Nothing can really make you happy. If I stay quiet, you just keep boiling and boiling. If I try to say something in a nice way, you blow up on me, which then leads to a full blown argument. I don't understand! It's 9am, I'm sleeping, and you tell me to get up and correct your essay. I think even the most well-mannered kid will be a little annoyed. And since I'm far from it, of course I refused. I can't even think straight when I first get up. But nope, you insisted. SO, being the ANGELIC CHILD THAT I AM, I got up and did that shit. And then I go to my room in hopes of a few more hours of sleep, and you start yelling at me that I changed too much of it? What. The. Fuck. I'm sorry if your grammar is so shitty that I had to change a few sentences around~ Anyways, I guess this isn't something to complain about, but I'm like about to blow up right now, so just thought I'd get it out of my system.

(While correcting your essay, you also offer me various foods of which I refused because of Scenario #1.)

(I hate when you say, "나같은 엄마있으면 나와보라고해. 니같은 딸이있으면 나와보라고해." I don't understand this because first of all, you are one strict ass mom, enough said. Secondly, do you even know this world? There are people 100000x worse than me. So don't even say to me, before I really do bring someone that will make you crap your pants.)

Man, whenever I have bad mornings, the whole day is bad. /:

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