parent: WHY DON'T I EVER SEE YOU STUDY? ALL YOU DO IS SIT ON THE INTERNET! YOU SHOULD LOOK AT OTHER STUDENTS! YOU DON'T EVEN HELP ME WITH ANYTHING! NO ONE IN THIS HOUSE CARES ABOUT HOW MUCH I HAVE TO DO! NONE OF YOU HELP ME! YOU ARE ALL SO UNGRATEFUL!
I don’t understand why it’s so hard communicating with my mother. Most of the time we have problems talking to our parents because of the language barrier. In my case, it’s not even about that.
I hate how I can’t talk to my mom at all, about anything. Some girls have a great relationship with their mother, and I’m over here, not being able to talk to my mom about anything. The only thing my mom and I can talk about is school, and that’s sad. I go to school for 8 hours, I go home to do homework, and on top of that, I get to talk to my parents about the schoolwork I do at school and at home. Yes, conversation at my house is wonderful. So besides schoolwork, there is absolutely nothing that we talk about.
Another reason why I can’t talk to my mom is because of her reasoning. Today I was in my room, on my laptop, looking up pictures for this project. I wanted to get her opinion on what I should do, so I went to the living room and showed her what I wanted to do. From the moment I sat down, I kind of had this feeling of regret approaching me because I knew something would go wrong. And something did. Out of nowhere she told me not to upload any pictures onto my computer. She said it was because it’ll slow down my computer. But really? I don’t think uploading pictures was the reason why my old desktop crashed. I’m pretty sure it was because I was a 4th grader when we got that computer and I was just childish and stupid and I downloaded unneccessary stuff that had viruses. Anyway, I tried to reason with her and she called me rude. Like always. What I don’t understand is how I’m being rude. Everytime I try to tell her something that isn’t true, she takes it the wrong way. I mean, what am I suppose to do? I want her to know the truth or how I feel on that topic. To make a long story short, I ended up walking away yelling, “And you wonder why I don’t talk to you often.”
Sometimes I don’t know why I even try to have a talk with my mom. Everytime I do, it always ends up bad. Now that I think of it, there’s not a day when I don’t argue with my mom. I think it’s best if we just don’t acknowledge each other.
So this morning I cleaned the living room.
I just went back to the living room right now, and it’s like I never even cleaned it.
What’s the point of cleaning if it’s only gonna stay clean for like 30 minutes? -.-
What I don’t get about people is when they post statuses about their love for God one minute and then they do something that goes against their faith. They’re saying one thing but their actions doesn’t follow through. I don’t know if they know this but, actions sure do speak louder than words.