I hate my life. I hate my life, that's right. Why can't I just say " I QUIT!" to my mum then I don't have to be under her beck and call all the time? WHY WHY WHY????? Why must my mum just have to make me do every single thing on earth for her that is so bloody easy??????? Why can't she just do it herself? Like taking the phone for her which is actually just a mere 10 steps away? Or like just getting the hell out of me to take all the trouble to make a cup of coffee for her when I'm busy? WHY WHY WHY??? I can't say no to her cause she don't take no as an answer. So I'm like trying to avoid her all the time when I'm at home. And I don't know what's wrong with her man, like me going out is a big hideous crime. And blah blah blah, nag,nag, nag thus I'm sick because I go out. LOL it's the weirdest theory I ever heard man.
Going Out = Getting Sick
Then when I'm at home, do this, do that. I want quit my job. Just go get your own phone and make your own coffee.