There is too much oboe in this concerto.
Ok, today, have to get history done. That will be a weight off my shoulders. Really, the only reason why I'm going to do history on a Saturday is because I have nothing else to fill my time. Weird.
Mom got mad at me for no reason. Let me reenact the scenario:
9:53AM
Mother and step father are talking very loudly outside my room.
Mother opens my door, "Eric, Peter and I are leaving now to Grandma's"
I grunt.
Mom walks to the kitchen, and begins singing at the top of her lungs.
I go to shut my door because no one wants to hear a 50 year old mother sing music from the 70's once they awake.
I shut my door, mom starts yelling, 'ERIC OPEN YOU DOOR RIGHT NOW, THIS IS RIDICULOUS"
I open my door, she enters my room, begins yelling,
"YOU WANT TO MOVE OUT SO BAD GO YOU HATE IT HERE THIS IS UNACCEPTABLE YOU ARE SO RUDE I'M GOING TO NOT SUPPORT YOU LIKE YOUR FATHER HOW DARE YOU TREAT US THIS WAY I'M TAKING YOUR DOOR DOWN YOU DON'T DESERVE IT (and so on...)"
Me: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you"
Mom continues yelling. Then storms off. Then comes back into my room to yell more, then just before she's about to leave, she starts yelling again.
UGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Luckily she's still shopping.
Anyway, thought I'd rant a bit. Time to explain the significance of the Ottoman Empire in the 16th century.
ta ta, y'all.
EDIT [6:38pm]:
Forgot to mention she threw tupperware at my face. She just came into my room apologizing, she claims "I was aiming for your body, not your face".
This.
Woman.
Is.
Fucking.
Crazy.
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