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[yuuago]

My parents are finally gone. Finally.
They said, "YOU SHOULD COME HOME WITH US". I said, "NOOOOOO." Repeat ad nauseum for about an hour. Brilliant.

This weekend has totally sucked. At least I have most of today to recover.

Note to self: Never tell mother anything about your friends, because she is a douchebag. Also rediscovered: When she slams places or nationalities, it pisses me off - but when it's a place where some of my friends live, it gets fucking personal.

Also, she's extremely racist. WHAT KIND OF IDIOT COMES TO SASKATCHEWAN AND THEN COMPLAINS ABOUT THERE BEING NATIVE PEOPLE THERE. Good lord. What the fuck -- I don't even --- ARGH.

Aside from all that, which made me RAGE, I was constantly being interrogated about everything under the sun. Nothing I do is ever good enough, and nothing I think or want makes any sense whatsoever, apparently. GEE, THANKS.

She thought I was an idiot for wanting to get a bicycle, and that I'm not capable of riding it in the city. Then she... uh... gave me money for a bicycle. I don't understand at all. I'm tempted to use it to pay my credit card bill, just to spite her.

Argh, and they WALKED ALL OVER my nice clean floor in their SHOES even though they both know it's horrible manners to do so. It's like, what, they don't need to pay me the same courtesy they do everyone else? Can't be bothered to take off their shoes in the foyer? I don't even... ugh.

I don't know. I'm not very awake right now. I slept very poorly last night.

At least I have today to recover. I'm going to vacuum my floor AGAIN because I have to, because they were walking on it in their shoes. And then I'm going to do some editing for Tik. And then some ficcing and fic-editing and some boring things of no particular note that must get done regardless....

Argh, I'm so glad they're gone.

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[yuuago]

I should have learned not to tell my mum about my friends, but I keep forgetting. Especially if my friends aren't Canadian, argh - she always says such horrible things, things that I won't repeat here.

(What? Your issues - oh, darling. That's awful. Well, all I can say is - don't find it hard to believe someone likes you, because I like you! It's true! ♥ You're my sunshine~ Anyway)

My mother is crazy. Crazy crazy.
And I guess I shouldn't say "parents". My father isn't much trouble at all. We hardly speak to each other, but when we do, it's all right. He's kind, but so quiet - kind of a Sweden type, I guess.
Unfortunately when things are bad I always think/write "parents", when really it is just my crazy mother. Argharghargh. I moved all the way across the country to get away from here, but now I'm closer to home again, and I just. Argh. I don't know.

Going to relax. Already got some rest. SPEAKING OF WHICH, you need it too. *pets*

[hokuton_punch]

... ugh, what a gigantic amount of NOT FUN. DDDDDDDDDD: *hugs*

[yuuago]

Yes. :| Fortunately she is gone! *squeeze*

[silverkinz.livejournal.com]

Wow, that IS pretty rude. :/ I thought it was the norm to take your shoes off... even among family. If it's not your house/place of residence, you ask the owner/resident, plain and simple.