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awesomesproutSo yes. I can continue to realize how much living with my grandma is going to suck. See this is what she does that irks me.
First off. She's the most bitter person I know. Everything that comes out of her mouth is some negative comment about something she doesn't like.
She nags. She continues to repeat the same stuff over and over. I'm like seriously Grandma. You've told me this already. Next subject.
She tells me that she hates the way I look and that i'm destroying my body by being overweight and yadda yadda yadda... This is said while she's smoking a cigarette and on her 4th beer of the evening. Hypocrite? Yes. Do I care? Nope. See.. let me let you in on a little secret of mine. I'M HAPPY WITH HOW I LOOK!!! I don't sit at home and be depressed become I'm overweight. I've been like this for like 90% of my life. It's who I am. Deal with it! :)
She claims to be flexible about stuff and the second I change anything she freaks out. She's a perfectionist. I'm not. You do the math.
She meddles in my business. What concerns her I tell her.. What doesn't. I don't.
And the icing on the cake ladies and gentlemen. Maya ( my cousin ) is coming next week. This is point in which all hell breaks loose.
See. My grandma feels that since my cousin came from a " privelaged " childhood ( her father/my uncle was a harvard professer. She went to the best bording school in the country. Goes to an amazingly high on the list college. And she's half korean. Born and raised there. Speaks, reads, and writes korean fluently along with english. She rocks :) She's also one of my best friends :) ) she has to impress her. So my grandma basically turns into high alert mode and is like satan for the entire time. So god forbid I do something wrong whilest maya is here or else it'll be like hell opening and I'll probably never hear the end of it. Woo. Can't wait. But I get to see maya... and that's all that matters.
Welp :) That's my bitching for the night.
So I'm like totally free for the next week or two... anyone wanna hang out? The only day I'm busy is sunday for the reception... but other than that... freedom!
lates.
First off. She's the most bitter person I know. Everything that comes out of her mouth is some negative comment about something she doesn't like.
She nags. She continues to repeat the same stuff over and over. I'm like seriously Grandma. You've told me this already. Next subject.
She tells me that she hates the way I look and that i'm destroying my body by being overweight and yadda yadda yadda... This is said while she's smoking a cigarette and on her 4th beer of the evening. Hypocrite? Yes. Do I care? Nope. See.. let me let you in on a little secret of mine. I'M HAPPY WITH HOW I LOOK!!! I don't sit at home and be depressed become I'm overweight. I've been like this for like 90% of my life. It's who I am. Deal with it! :)
She claims to be flexible about stuff and the second I change anything she freaks out. She's a perfectionist. I'm not. You do the math.
She meddles in my business. What concerns her I tell her.. What doesn't. I don't.
And the icing on the cake ladies and gentlemen. Maya ( my cousin ) is coming next week. This is point in which all hell breaks loose.
See. My grandma feels that since my cousin came from a " privelaged " childhood ( her father/my uncle was a harvard professer. She went to the best bording school in the country. Goes to an amazingly high on the list college. And she's half korean. Born and raised there. Speaks, reads, and writes korean fluently along with english. She rocks :) She's also one of my best friends :) ) she has to impress her. So my grandma basically turns into high alert mode and is like satan for the entire time. So god forbid I do something wrong whilest maya is here or else it'll be like hell opening and I'll probably never hear the end of it. Woo. Can't wait. But I get to see maya... and that's all that matters.
Welp :) That's my bitching for the night.
So I'm like totally free for the next week or two... anyone wanna hang out? The only day I'm busy is sunday for the reception... but other than that... freedom!
lates.
