Mom: "Oh no, don't sit there!"

Me: "But there's room, and I'm not going to get anything anywhere." So I started to push things a bit further away so they for sure wouldn't get ruined.

Mom: "FINE! You're so fucking selfish! It's always about you, you, you!" (Throws her lunch in the sink and stomps around."

Me: "You're fucking ridicules."

I've learned lately to just not bother with her stupid tantrums. To ignore her. Let her know I'm annoyed and move on. Like today, when we were at K-Mart she wanted to buy this really cute bathing suit. Normally I'm a bit apprehensive about her choices when we clothes shop, but this suit was a really good one, and she loved it. But instead she wanted the one that promised to make her stomach look slimmer (She's overweight.).

I told her, you don't need to do that. You like this suit, it's modest, and you'll look good in it. Buy it. (Which she did do by the way, along with a bathing suit shirt thing that I pointed out would look good on her.)

Mom: "So you don't think you should buy things that make you look better? -huff-"

Just to be a bitch:

Me: "No, I buy shit that I like." Which is true, but I'm skinny and know how to wear my clothes, and they always look good on me. Vain thought, but it's true.

And later, at the taco bell (Which was nasty, btw.) we were talking about her getting a hotel on the 26th, since that's the day when we're supposed to move out. But I can't afford a motel and I'm leaving the next day. So I asked her if I could ask Jessica if I could stay over night, and leave in the early morning.  

She just gave me this irritating bitchy face that she does. I swear, I want to rip it off when she does it. I don't see how it's an unreasonable request...but, whatever.  

And just now.  

Mom: "I'm about to get irritated by your typing, so could you wrap it up?" -Snotty voice-

Me:"Well, yeah, but I think that's kind of rude."

Mom: "FUCKING FINE THEN!"

Me: "Mom, when you eat popcorn, smoke, breath heavy, snore, all those things irritate me beyond belief, but I never say anything. Ever. Because I know it's irrational."

-Slaps down a piece of fabric on the couch-

Maybe I am selfish, but my god woman. At least when I ask for something I do it nicely and say thank you. Hell, I've been trying to get out of the habit of saying sorry for asking for the longest time. Sure, I've had to ask for a lot over the past month, but I'm not guilty of it at all. The U.A.Y knows how grateful I am of their help & support. I didn't just barge my way in and say "Give me, give me, give me!" They went out of their way. They even made sure I wouldn't feel guilty because they know how I am. And all that money I got for earning my G.E.D? I didn't waste it like I wanted to. I bought a lot of the expensive stuff I would need this summer. It wasn't all the U.A.Y.

That and I have a ton of donations for their art program.

On top of all that, the U.A.Y has been my surrogate mother since I was 13.  

I don't know. This is kind of a rant.

Post edited at 12:27 pm on May 22, 2008 by YellowDuckie

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