Let me just start this chapter off by saying that I am a horrible person. Many people have told me that I am a horrible person.
And it's not so much as that I'm a horrible person, I'm just really insensitive to a lot of things. I like 9/11 memes, racist jokes (even about myself), and joking about death. A lot.
But today was the day I feel like I went a little bit overboard without even meaning to, which is when I realized what a horrible person I really am.
My family was eating at the table today, and for some reason we were talking about funerals. I started rambling about how I'd like to die during Lest so that my funeral could be on a Friday and no one would be able to eat the really good food funerals serve people for some reason.
Then my sister started reminiscing about our aunt's funeral, and how they had all kinds of really good foods.
Mom: I don't remember much, what kind of food did they have?
Sis: Oh, they served chicken wings, meat balls, hot chocolate, coffee, soda...
Mom: They didn't have soda.
Sis: Yeah they did! They had a lot of sodas.
Mom: Then how come I never got any soda?
Me: Because you were busy crying over your sister.
Everyone: *suddenly stares at me*
Me: .__.
Believe me, I felt bad as soon as I said it because my mom is still pretty sensitive about our aunt. Luckily she took it as a joke (God, I love her) but made sure to comment on how completely unnecessary that was XD
Ironically enough, I'm kind of proud of how insensitive I can be in most situations though. I don't like letting small things get to me, and I guess at this point I've developed that skill a little too much.
I should feel bad but I really don't, is what I'm trying to say. Only now I know better than to speak my mind in front of other people XP
Kay Kay out.
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Just Cause
RandomBasically a documentation of my slow but steady mental deterioration. I need to be put to rest.