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Monther-related ranting
Aug. 23rd, 2005 07:31 pmMy brother is gone. Back to Sherbrooke. And it was lovely having him here - he's a sweet kid, really.
On the alternate side of things, my mother stopped by my apartment before leaving the city with him. And can I just say that, congratulations, there's no one else who can take me from a comparatively good mood to seething fury in less than five words? She's giving me shit about my grades (in this case, that B from CanLit), about the state of my apartment (apparently it's clean, and that's all because of my roommate - never mind that I've cleaned here, and that my apartment's generally fairly clean, if not tidy), and about the amount of books I have (too many, and I should really think about doing something else - like it actually concerns here, bitch). That just rounds out the I-should-find-a-nice-boy comment from last weekend, and makes me want to punch the wall. Unfortunately, and I speak from experience, that either leads to busted walls or busted knuckles - undesirable.
And my roommate rocks, and is the best roommate EVER, and let me rant about my mother acting like a bitch as soon as she left. Thanks, dear.
On the alternate side of things, my mother stopped by my apartment before leaving the city with him. And can I just say that, congratulations, there's no one else who can take me from a comparatively good mood to seething fury in less than five words? She's giving me shit about my grades (in this case, that B from CanLit), about the state of my apartment (apparently it's clean, and that's all because of my roommate - never mind that I've cleaned here, and that my apartment's generally fairly clean, if not tidy), and about the amount of books I have (too many, and I should really think about doing something else - like it actually concerns here, bitch). That just rounds out the I-should-find-a-nice-boy comment from last weekend, and makes me want to punch the wall. Unfortunately, and I speak from experience, that either leads to busted walls or busted knuckles - undesirable.
And my roommate rocks, and is the best roommate EVER, and let me rant about my mother acting like a bitch as soon as she left. Thanks, dear.
