I am home
and I wish I wasnt! Paris was so much fun, being home in rainy England is terrible. I am coping with the boredom so far, another day though and I might be up the wall. Haha.
Mum is in some kind of ratty mood, on Sunday we went to the gym and she was telling me that she noticed my sister had put on more weight and told her, then my sister started crying and my mum was saying she felt bad. So I said that she always gets mega defensive about her weight and I dont ever make comments about it, the closest was when I offered her a trial date at the gym and she got soooo pissed off and moody with me. It wasnt like I was insulting her but the first people you would ask is ure family! I told my mum that and she was like ‘well uve never had the problem of being overweight, you have no idea what its like and how hard it is’. Granted, no I havent but I’ve lost extreme amounts of weight and I know what its like to want to DO something about ure weight wheras my sister is obviously upset about it but bothers to do nothing about it. I said that and she flys off again about how hard it is. I get that its hard, its bloody hard for me to PUT ON weight, its the fact that you need to first TRY to do something about it. She fucks me off always dismissing what I have to say, shes always right and I never am. I never have a valid point to her because she always knows best. What a load of bullshit!
Take me back to BLVD St Michel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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