Ew.
Ugh. Summer vacation has become all together too hectic. First my parents had that long weekend. Then my grandparents came up. Then my aunt and uncle came up. Then my cousin moved in across the street. Then Erin came over.
Erin, is a girl I used to chill with when I four. But, she's three years older than I am. This didn't seem to hinder our relationship when we were little, but now she has this ego. Which is apparently what happens when you learn to fly a plane. =/. Anyway. She's going into college now. And then she's going in the army. To fly planes. So, basically the army is giving her a scholarship, to go to college, or university or whatever it may be, to get a degree. And she has four years to do so.
At one point during her visit my dad asked her what she was going to get a degree in. She honest to god said "Who Cares?! I'm going in to the army. It's not like it matters. I know how to fly planes. After I'm done my four years with the army, some airline is going to want me to fly planes for them.". Then, after my dad sort of pointing out that she was being a DICK. And went on some spout about Pilot-less airplanes in the next four years (to which he got trashed by Erin's fat-ass dad) she started preaching to us about how 'she's not going to waste the next four years, because she never wastes time'. So, to get her to shut up, so that he wouldn't have to hear her voice my dad dropped his laptop on her lap. And she became fascinated because the monitor is a tablet. So she started drawing. And at one point she turns over to me, looking absolutely elated, and says "LOOK! I WROTE MY NAME!!!". T_T. fughlagh. I hate her. I hope she gets shot in the head while she's in the army.
So that was issue one. But my mother is being a big poo-face as usual anyway. D=. She had little kids over today. And I was trying to sleep. AND THEY KEPT COMING IN MY ROOM.
But here's the most annoying thing she did.
She calls me. And tells me she wants me to come to my cousin's house.
Which is now across the street.
So, I go over.
And my cousin answers the door, and rapidly spews out "I like movies, and your mom said, you like movies too. So, you probably have more movies than I do. But we can trade and stuff. and go to the movies together. Anyways yeah. that's why your mom wanted you to come over".
I died.
Who's cares if she likes movies?
But, I wasn't prepared to leave yet. After all, she did mention something about a collection of sorts.
So, I go into her living room. (which smelled like old people... o_O)
And look at the bottom of a bookshelf.
And piled in there are movies like "13 going on 30" and "A Walk To Remember".
And other teen movies.
So I realized, my mother has no idea what I like. At all. None. Which is disappointing. Since I rub it in her face nearly every day.
Erin, is a girl I used to chill with when I four. But, she's three years older than I am. This didn't seem to hinder our relationship when we were little, but now she has this ego. Which is apparently what happens when you learn to fly a plane. =/. Anyway. She's going into college now. And then she's going in the army. To fly planes. So, basically the army is giving her a scholarship, to go to college, or university or whatever it may be, to get a degree. And she has four years to do so.
At one point during her visit my dad asked her what she was going to get a degree in. She honest to god said "Who Cares?! I'm going in to the army. It's not like it matters. I know how to fly planes. After I'm done my four years with the army, some airline is going to want me to fly planes for them.". Then, after my dad sort of pointing out that she was being a DICK. And went on some spout about Pilot-less airplanes in the next four years (to which he got trashed by Erin's fat-ass dad) she started preaching to us about how 'she's not going to waste the next four years, because she never wastes time'. So, to get her to shut up, so that he wouldn't have to hear her voice my dad dropped his laptop on her lap. And she became fascinated because the monitor is a tablet. So she started drawing. And at one point she turns over to me, looking absolutely elated, and says "LOOK! I WROTE MY NAME!!!". T_T. fughlagh. I hate her. I hope she gets shot in the head while she's in the army.
So that was issue one. But my mother is being a big poo-face as usual anyway. D=. She had little kids over today. And I was trying to sleep. AND THEY KEPT COMING IN MY ROOM.
But here's the most annoying thing she did.
She calls me. And tells me she wants me to come to my cousin's house.
Which is now across the street.
So, I go over.
And my cousin answers the door, and rapidly spews out "I like movies, and your mom said, you like movies too. So, you probably have more movies than I do. But we can trade and stuff. and go to the movies together. Anyways yeah. that's why your mom wanted you to come over".
I died.
Who's cares if she likes movies?
But, I wasn't prepared to leave yet. After all, she did mention something about a collection of sorts.
So, I go into her living room. (which smelled like old people... o_O)
And look at the bottom of a bookshelf.
And piled in there are movies like "13 going on 30" and "A Walk To Remember".
And other teen movies.
So I realized, my mother has no idea what I like. At all. None. Which is disappointing. Since I rub it in her face nearly every day.