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Warning the post that you are about to see is contaminated with sarcasm. It would be wise if children were kept away from the following post or they may just follow suit. The sarcasm beginsThere was a lovely surprise waiting for me when i got home, not that i didn't expect it. Yes the first thing i stepped into the house, I got a wonderful gift from that mom of mine. One known as scolding. No wonder i always look forward to coming back home. She started scolding me about why am i coming home so late when i clearly told her about me having night study. and her next line was are you sure you've been studying the whole day. I would have gone " No ma i was out having sex, selling drugs, shoplifting, getting into fights, beating up some old man, stealing a car, committing arson, drank and drove, comitted murder, taking drugs, smoking and vandalising." If i wasn't such a person who bottles everything up. Normally the situation suggested above, the wonderful speech from my mom would normally be filled with a caring and worry tone. SS time Her tone was of a fraustrated tone and every single word that slip from her mouth was clearly filled with venom intending to inflict maximum and untold damage to the victim. Her purpose was to clearly vent her anger on whoever who made her angry nd she couldn't vent it properly because i am the only person who she can really scold properly and get away with it. I have a question for you, Do you like getting scolded when you just entered the house. Obviously not so i argued back with a freaking annoyed and irritated tone. and guess what my oh so wonderful mum said. I asked you because i was concern right. If you dont want to talk to me than dont la! guess what from the minute i stepped into the house she started firing at me with her wonderful machine gun each bullet exploded in my face with such force that you are rendered helpless. Her tongue i was really on the verge of saying this " when you learn how to properly communicate and not shoot your bloody mouth at me just because you had a fucking bad day than i'll respect you for worrying for me bitch" Yes burt being the loser me i stormed of into the toilet. guess i proved wayne right that i was defnitely going to get scolded when i get back home. It seems that every little thing i do is magnified one thousand times and shot back at me. ALL I DID WAS GO TO SCHOOL ATTENDED LESSONS AND STUDIED TILL 9.30 PM AND SHE COMES SCREAMING AT ME WITH NO PARTICULAR GOOD REASON FOR SCREAMING AND TRIES MAULING MY HEAD OFF. i would like to say to my mom a wonderful fuck you and good riddance when i start a job and get a place on my own. and the sarcasm ends
