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More complaining [[only read if you have LOTS of time]]
My mom wanted to go down to Richmond, B.C.. Of all people she asked me to bring her. I was a little excited, so "oh, what the ********. Why not?".
Deja vu. We almost ended up in the states. She gives me some bull about how I'm not careful enough. HELLO!? I'm not careful enough!? Who's the dumb ******** who got a 12 year old to bring them to some nearby city neutral
We did eventually get back.
*mom walks into my room*
Mom: I think I know where you went wrong.
Me: I honestly don't care. As long as YOU know, it's fine.
Mom: But you'll be driving soon
Me: [But Earth is supposed so blow up in 2012. I won't get a licence] I don't care
Mom: You need to be more careful
Me: I don't care =___= I won't be driving for a good few years
Mom: That was a tested . . .
Me: [that's bullshit]
Mom: I've discovered something about you
Me: (in English) YEAH! You had a good 12 years to figure me out. (whispered) You know s**t about me.
I doubt she knows I hate April 28th neutral They REALLY need to cut that day out of the calender.
Additional pointless fact: Murderers<suicidal people.
(currently considering suicide)
I'ma go be poser and write something depressing . . . about pickles being hung by my mother.
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