So it's raining heavily outside and I'm cooped up in my room wondering why it always seems so much easier for people to be upset and get hung up over the things that people don't do rather than to appreciate and remember the things that they did. I think we are all guilty of this to some extent.
As I sit here mulling I am very tempted to conclude that this is how the world works, but that would seem almost too easy. (oooh loud thunder =/)
Mom's in a foul mood today. She was literally screaming at the top of her lungs because Papa didn't close the hall window and let the rain splash in. Apparently the "windows are wet, the chAIRS ARE WET, THE CABINET IS WET AND THE NEWSPAPER IS WEEEETAAAARGGGHHHH!!!!!!" I think she screamed till she almost choked on the "WEEEETAAAARGGGHHHH". =/ And she was asking why nobody went out to help her with the situation. Heck of course not, I was trembling in the closet even after having locked the bedroom door and seriously, would you go out there to get screamed at?
Honestly I think there might be something off with her, well i'm not sure, but she's really annoying nowadays like never before. When we're watching tv she always asks for the actors' names, and each time I want to tell her that it doesn't matter because she will forget it the next day anyway. She's been glued to the tv too, usually watching waaay past her bedtime. And she's also been pretty cranky these days. ugh. I wish my sister was here to share the brunt with me. Nah just kidding. It just feels like i've lost a partner in battle.