Gosh, my mother is so annoying. She randomly talks to meh all day. For the most part i ignore her & turn her out. She'll talk for an hour & I'll only hear her for 5 minutes at the most. She's talk, I hear her but what I actually comprehend & understand is almost nothing. Her voice is just background music in my life. Sometimes she'll be talking then stop & ask meh did I hear her. I say yeah then she asks meh to repeat it back to her. I try to bullshit my way thur it, it rarely works. She said oranges. I say banana. She said go clean the bathroom. I say go clean the kitchen. At least I stay in the same category with her. She says something that has a complete different meaning that what she meant. I'm not good with context clues, I can't read between the lines. It's all a blur to meh. Where does she get this from?!
Right now she's talking meh to death about getting a job. She's like what ever happen when you applied at Kroger? I'm like I don't know, they didn't call meh, that was over two months ago. Screw it. I'm too good to work for a grocery store anyhow. The thing is, without experience I'll never get hired & without ever being hired I'll have no experience. I'm not sure companies trust people that's never had a job with employment. I'll probably run their company right in the ground.I don't put it past myself. I'm not good with responsibility & all that jazz.
So this morning she made breakfast. It wasn't appealing at all. I asked for cereal, she gave meh oatmeal instead. I think oatmeal is disgusting. It's like someone mixed dirt & glue together. I was half asleep when she asked did I want cereal or oatmeal? I was unaware. I probably mumbled out oatmeal & that's what I got. It took meh 30 minutes to finally eat it. I know it's healthy & all. (we rarely eat the flavored kind with all the sugar) but it's just so bland & yucky. We also had wheat toast which she drowned in apple jelly. Even yuckier. Don't get meh wrong. I like jelly but when it looks like my fingers could swim in it, there's too much. I don't even like wheat bread. I use to like white bread but now I don't like bread at all. I've always heard that it's fattening. William claims its not. He's such a kknow it all. He swears on the GOD that he thinks doesn't exist that he's a genius. Even when I KNOW with all my being I'm right he makes meh wrong. And we had eggs. Eww, one of my fear foods. I ♥ them but they will make meh fat. She bought this freakishly large organic eggs. Those babies are on steroids! That was the WORST breakfast I've ever had to eat. *gags* There was no meat. I might as well be a veterinarian as little as I don't eat meat.
Well I'm going to do laundry now. Dirty pillowcases are calling meh from a shopping bag.
I wanted to blog today before I forgot. (it's 10:30am)
Right now she's talking meh to death about getting a job. She's like what ever happen when you applied at Kroger? I'm like I don't know, they didn't call meh, that was over two months ago. Screw it. I'm too good to work for a grocery store anyhow. The thing is, without experience I'll never get hired & without ever being hired I'll have no experience. I'm not sure companies trust people that's never had a job with employment. I'll probably run their company right in the ground.I don't put it past myself. I'm not good with responsibility & all that jazz.
So this morning she made breakfast. It wasn't appealing at all. I asked for cereal, she gave meh oatmeal instead. I think oatmeal is disgusting. It's like someone mixed dirt & glue together. I was half asleep when she asked did I want cereal or oatmeal? I was unaware. I probably mumbled out oatmeal & that's what I got. It took meh 30 minutes to finally eat it. I know it's healthy & all. (we rarely eat the flavored kind with all the sugar) but it's just so bland & yucky. We also had wheat toast which she drowned in apple jelly. Even yuckier. Don't get meh wrong. I like jelly but when it looks like my fingers could swim in it, there's too much. I don't even like wheat bread. I use to like white bread but now I don't like bread at all. I've always heard that it's fattening. William claims its not. He's such a kknow it all. He swears on the GOD that he thinks doesn't exist that he's a genius. Even when I KNOW with all my being I'm right he makes meh wrong. And we had eggs. Eww, one of my fear foods. I ♥ them but they will make meh fat. She bought this freakishly large organic eggs. Those babies are on steroids! That was the WORST breakfast I've ever had to eat. *gags* There was no meat. I might as well be a veterinarian as little as I don't eat meat.
Well I'm going to do laundry now. Dirty pillowcases are calling meh from a shopping bag.
I wanted to blog today before I forgot. (it's 10:30am)
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