Sort of Rant About My Mother

Soooo it's been a bit since I posted!

Beeeeennn a little bit busy.

Just a little.

...

Anyway, I'm chillin' at home, it's Christmas break and stuff.

Listenin' to some good mooski~ (♥ Julia & Mark)

ANYWAY, my Mom started giving me crap about how I'm such a jerk this morning...

Now see, I am very aware I can be one hell of a jerk sometimes.

She started yelling (read: blahblahblahblah) because there was some silly Christmas light display show on and she wanted me to look at the lights, and I told her I really didn't care about them...

She said things along the line of our usual "conversations" of how I should be nicer to her... how I wouldn't be so mean to my friends at school...

See, I am nice 90% of the time...

I really am... anyone who knows me pretty much is well aware of this fact.

But when someone comes at me, especially when that person has been coming at me for 18 freakin' yearrrs...

the nice Darlene sometimes goes away...

I'm sorry, but I have issues with listening to people who won't take two seconds out of their life to listen to me...

Every conversation I've had with my mother begins with:
-- "Hey Mom, I was doing this the other day and..."
-- "Oh I'm going to interrupt you now because I need to wallow in my own misery. My work sucks. I can't get out of my own head. I really don't give a flying fuck what happened to you unless I have to pay for it. Money is everything."

EVERY SINGLE TIME.

See, now that I've come out of my shell (more or less) coming back to Rancho has been one hell of an experience.

Meaning, I've been partying my ass off.

(and very much enjoying it :])

but, like,

I've been out past... let's just say midnight for the pst two or three days...

I wake up at 2 PM...

Wouldn't most parents be at least a little concerned?

See, my phone calls with my Mom consist of:

-- "Are you going to be home today?"
-- "Yes/no." (notice how it's irrelevant what I say)
-- "Ok."

It's really kind of sad...

I just wish she'd think of me a little more... I sort of feel like she should since she's my mother and all... I don't know...

Well, even if she thought about anything besides herself a little more, that'd be nice.

See, in Rancho, our budget crisis stuff has gotten so bad that some of the elementary schools are closing down, including the one I went to.

Cordova Lane is next, and I just kind of wanted to see if she knew what was going on.

So, I told her, but she was playing some silly game on the Wii... one of those games that requires like, minimal concentration so a conversation should have not been a big deal. At least, I'd think not.

It went like this:

"Hey Mom, did you know they're closing down Cordova Lane, isn't that pretty horrible?"
"Huh?"
*back to game*

I really like being ignored. It just makes my day SO MUCH BETTER.

I just don't understand how I'm the bigger jerk because I tell her straight up I don't care about something.

I dunno. Honestly is better than being ignored.

At least by telling her I don't care what's on TV, because TV is more or less retarded, I acknowledge what she's saying, and you know, the fact that she was speaking to me and maybe had something important to say.

I don't know. My mother just makes me so sad.

Reminds me of why I hate home...

It's not Rancho Cordova...

It's my terrible relationship with my mother.

~.~ Depressssssssinggg...