tell me i am right to think that there could be nothing better
From now on, if I have a rant I want to get out of my system, it'll say Rant: *Subject of rant* in the journal subject.
Anyway.
So I come home from school, after I get changed dad says that from now on I'm going to be in charge of buying food and such for the guinea pigs and cleaning them out more often. My mum cleans them out most of the time. I'm cool with that. I should be doing it.
So then Laylee comes home. She's like, AHHH. I HAVEN'T BEEN ON THE COMPUTER ALL DAY, NOW YOU'RE ON THERE. GO PACK YOUR BAG FOR TOMORROW NOW 'CAUSE MUM YELLS AT ME AFTER YOU'VE GONE. GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK. YOU NEVER SEE THE GUINEA PIGS. YOU SHOULD BE FEEDING THEM IN THE MORNING. And stuff like that. Then she goes down to the gym in the garden and tells my father something or other and comes back saying I only have an hour.
Umwhat. You might be twenty-one, but you're not my mother.
And my mother yells at her because she has SERIOUS ANGER-MANAGEMENT PROBLEMS. She'll yell at anyone about anything.
And yeah, sorry I don't go down to the guinea pigs that often because it's ******** freezing out there. Sorry I don't feed them in the morning because it's even more ******** freezing in the morning and I don't have the time anyway.
ARRGH.
...Ha, that sounds so stupid written down, I sound like some spoilt brat. D:
Ineededtogetitoutofmysystemsoshutyourface.
Anyway.
So I come home from school, after I get changed dad says that from now on I'm going to be in charge of buying food and such for the guinea pigs and cleaning them out more often. My mum cleans them out most of the time. I'm cool with that. I should be doing it.
So then Laylee comes home. She's like, AHHH. I HAVEN'T BEEN ON THE COMPUTER ALL DAY, NOW YOU'RE ON THERE. GO PACK YOUR BAG FOR TOMORROW NOW 'CAUSE MUM YELLS AT ME AFTER YOU'VE GONE. GO DO YOUR HOMEWORK. YOU NEVER SEE THE GUINEA PIGS. YOU SHOULD BE FEEDING THEM IN THE MORNING. And stuff like that. Then she goes down to the gym in the garden and tells my father something or other and comes back saying I only have an hour.
Umwhat. You might be twenty-one, but you're not my mother.
And my mother yells at her because she has SERIOUS ANGER-MANAGEMENT PROBLEMS. She'll yell at anyone about anything.
And yeah, sorry I don't go down to the guinea pigs that often because it's ******** freezing out there. Sorry I don't feed them in the morning because it's even more ******** freezing in the morning and I don't have the time anyway.
ARRGH.
...Ha, that sounds so stupid written down, I sound like some spoilt brat. D:
Ineededtogetitoutofmysystemsoshutyourface.
than making you my bride, and slowly growing old together
