I am getting really tired of people calling my house and selling me shit or asking for my mother. STOP IT.
Just now,I got a phone call from this higher education consolidation place. My mom has never returned their calls and they continuously call my house. we put our number on the do not call list. when I told this guy I didn't want him calling me anymore and I told him he goes "do you feel better now ma'am?"
DON'T BE A FUCKING SMART ASS BITCH TO ME BECAUSE I CAN DO IT RIGHT BACK. You called MY HOUSE. remember that.
also-k*ree is still in houston. he spent all day on the high way not going anywhere. i guess the storm has died down.either way. they won't be here until like,sunday or something.
last night I gave mary a pedicure and saturday I am fixing her hair. she wants it straight. she owns a flat iron,but eh. mine is better and I do a better job.heh.
I need to color my hair...BAD. I have like an inch of outgrowth. while my hair is dark brown naturally,the black still looks funny.plus,I put some blonde streaks in a while back on top,ya know,well they've grown out a lot. I've considered putting red on top of it. since its fall and I dunno,it would be nice for some thing different.we'll see.
so my mom and I have been getting into huge fights. they've turned into more of my mom getting upset about stuff,from the past. things I have no control over and her own demons.
My dad mentioned me coming up for a weekend and paying for it all. I mention this to my mom and she more or less gets pissy about stuff.
what I also told her was how I didn't mind it,but dad and patty smoke. also,patty isn't my favorite person.
so mom starts in on how she doesn't like hearing about patty and how horrible she was and is. It turned into this HUGE ordeal and her getting upset. I seriously just sat there and covered my face. I was really trying not to cry at all,just sit there and I wanted to leave. I wanted to walk away.
however,I started crying and i just lay my head on the table. There were no words,no nothing. she just kept going and going.
at some point I started talking again and saying ya know all I was going to do was mention visiting.nothing more. and it started all over again. I just started crying so hard and it made absolutely no sense to me at all. so I stood up and said I'm sorry but I can't do this any more,I don't know what I did that was so wrong.i'm done.
i went in my room and started hyperventilating and I wasn't sure what I was going to do. I just wanted to leave. to get away.
she came in a hugged me and apologized. MY FUCKING GOD.
since when did my life turn into this bunch of crap. is this abuse? is my mother this fucked up?
the truth can suck.
i am not responsible or at fault for the bullshit your life consists of. there are things I have no control over that you feel. get some help.my god.
