I swear I think I'm going mad..
I'm twenty-three, but it seriously feels like I'm 15-16. Why?
My mom.
It's getting old, too. I moved back home after this problem I had
with my roommate so I could finish college and ever since then
it's like she's gotten her baby back so she doesn't want to let go.
If I'm gone, who's she going to b***h at? Her favorite son? Pff.
I got bitched at for not doing the dishes. Me. My brother and father
could've done them, but no. If I clean, it's not clean enough. If I cook,
she's a picky eater and won't try it or if she does it's not good enough.
If she leaves a to-do list for everyone to do, the stuff I do is done
wrong.
I'm trying to get my taxes done and I can't because she has my stuff and 'doesn't remember where she put it'. If I get mail and it looks serious, like a bank statement (which I had canceled, I'm pro-green), or something from my school, or whatever they'll open and look at it. We've had fights over money before because she wants me to become a supervisor at UPS. 1) Do NOT become a supervisor at UPS unless you can take being belittled ALL the time. 2) Do NOT become a supervisor at UPS unless you can handle it, it's not for everyone. I don't want the job. Your raise is pathetic, your benefits aren't free anymore, no Union to protect you, you're practically someone's b***h and you can't go back to being an hourly. All my supervisor friends regretted the change. First she wanted me to quit the job, then when she found out my cousin Penny married Curtis (the guy in charge of the hub I work at), the job was worth it and I needed to climb the ladder since I'm not gonna finish school. She's no faith in me.
I swear.. one of these days it'll be me 'n her. And we'll find out who comes out alive. :/ *breathes* K.. Wow, maybe I should've stuck this in the Journals. xD;;
I'm craving chocolate like crazy.. >.>;
