Just pissed about everything. Mom comes in my room crying about how she can't do anything and she feels like no one is helping her and I'm just looking at her with the ' you gotta be kidding me' look.
I do jst about everything for that damn woman, and she comes in here crying at me. She doesn't need to worry about a thing. All she needs to worry about is Randy.
I have decided I will do all of the cooking as much as I can from now on. I don't care if I'm in show choir and don't get home until about 9:00 or even 10:00, I will make dinner for all of us.
I'm just sick of all this crap. I get reminded everyday that I just can't sit down and be a couch potato anymore. I have responsibilities now. I get that. I got it the first time. You don't have to keep on freakin' telling me I have to keep the house clean and shit. I already know that!
Jesus, what more do I have to do? You might as well just give me a freakin' apron and some gloves and make me clean shit anywhere.
I'm so sick of this. Whatever.
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