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Tristanic's Mumblings
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"It Has Nothing To Do With Me"
Well, I have to say that, throughout frantically trying to finish my math and science homework today, it was an alright day. NOt much company in the morning, but that's alright. Honestly, I was having a moderately decent day today, and that was nice. No one bitching my ear off, all in all, it made for a decent day. But then I got home. Oh joy.
Well, my friends that live near me know that my mom and I don't get along that well. We have our moments where we seem almost like a happy family. But then again, the majority of the time feels like we'd nearly wish murder on each other. But of course, we went out to try and find a hoodie for me. (Seeing as how I steal my brother's all the time.) And of course, she hands me a black one, and it's like FIVE sizes too big. Hoodies aren't meant to be swam in. I would prefer if it fit me. And if it kept me warm, that would be even nicer. So then she gets mad and hands me a beije one. I look at it, say "I don't really like beije...." and I was about to tell her that the size looked fine, but I'd like a darker colour, but she just cuts me off and says "FINIE! Let's go now." -_-;; What the hell? So we leave and go to Wal Mart and I get a watch and a clip for my backpack strap (which broke this morning) and ask her "Mom, didn't you say that we were going to look for a hoodie here?" And she goes "Yeah. Whatever. Quick. We are on a short time limit." And of course, she's literally pulling me back and forth in the store saying we were leaving, and looking for other stuff.. Then she tells me "I don't want to bend to your every whim to try and find a hoodie. You aren't the queen of the world..." -_-;; Then she tells me that she's losing her patience with me, and I stop, look at her and say.. "You're losing your patience? I'm trying to talk to you and you're basically ignoring me and not letting me say a single word.." She just tells me to stop giving her attitude. (By this point I was so pissed off I wasn't even talking..) But of course when we get in the car, she tells me "If you're going to sit in the front, you're going to be happy and smiling and converse with me.. No more of your attitude." So then I look at her and say "If you weren't JUMPING DOWN MY THROAT HALF OF THE TIME I would converse, and I would be happier. And I WOULDN'T be pissed off." And she looks at me, not missing a beat saying "This Has Nothing To Do About Me."
Not a single word was spoken between us for the whole ride home.

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