Thursday, May 19, 2011

Take me to the firing squad

Every word I say is just bullshit. I don't think I can do any more better. Just like what my mother did say, it's like I'm always looking for confrontation. Am I? Or is it just because it's all family I tend to forget all my manners and everything. Uh, it is not manners but, ugh, I can't find the word. It's like asking someone in the household who moved the table and blah blah blah. And the point is, for example, what if I found out who moved the table for example? It was moved already. Then maybe I can blame my OC-ness. Is that it? I walked out of the dinner table for a moment just because I don't want to fire an argument. I was like "Duh, you (the parentals) do the very same thing, too. You know".

What a night.

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