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You could be waiting for a day that won't come
| Sunday, July 12, 2009 |
| some planning would be nice |
I love my parents.
Please don't get me wrong here, I love them.
But every time they come to visit, I want to kill them.
Slowly.
You see, my family only ever comes to visit me at the worst possible times. Usually it's when I'm at my busiest. Then my mother, being the incredibly nosey person she is always asks question after question. Now, if I were to leave her alone in my house do you know what she'd do? She'd go through everything. Scratch that, she does go through everything. She goes through all my drawers, closets, cupboards, basically any where that anything can be hidden from the public eye.
And then?
More questions! And re-arranging! And throwing out my things!
Now, I remember when I was a young child. And from that I just so happen to remember there were several places in the home that I was not aloud to go in. Several/most of which were in my parents room. What i don't understand is why that did not travel to me. There are still things that are off limits in my parents home, so why the hell can't she stay out of my things?
I feel like a teenager hiding pot or booze in their room and the parents knows this and is trying to find it. Except the pot and booze are my socks and the parent has no idea what they are looking for.
This visit was extra special fun this time around because my parents brought my cousin. Now, I also love my cousin very much, but he has autism and adhd so he's difficult to track.
That also means he's gonna fuck around with my playstation (oh, yeah, it's a ps1), aand download shit i don't want/need on my comp.
Which he did.
Because of the disorders he has he also is very... odd. He always has to be touching you and right in your face when he speaks to you. This I've gotten over. But he also says the strangest things.
Which is how my quote of the week came around. As he's leaving he says to me: "Don't sleep with any men... unless they are extremely good looking... like me."
I don't think there is any other way I can end this post.Labels: family, quotes |
posted by Fucking Bingo @ 7:29 PM  |
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Home: Toronto, Ontario, Canada
About Me: You could be waiting for a day that won't come. And you could be so much more than you've become. And I have found my feet, 257 weeks. But you could be waiting for a day that won't come.
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