so my mom is this very Christian woman and expects me, her thirteen year old daughter, to listen and follow and respect every rule she makes for me. so earlier tonight we had this group of seventh graders over to learn about things for Confirmation and one of the rules she made for this is that we're not aloud to be on our phones. so we got to the end and we finished the closing prayer and i go on my phone to see a notification from snapchat saying that my one friend that always sends hilarious snaps sent a snap and i unlock my phone and call my other friends over to see the snap and my mom goes, " so i wanted to hand out these things with the prayer process on it out to all of you so that you'll always have it!" and i didn't know that she was gonna say this or hand anything out. then she sees me on my phone and gets pissed at me for being on it and takes it from me and says that i should be on it cuz the thing was still going on and that i should've known better and i'm just like (in my head) how am i supposed to know what you're thinking and doing? it's not like i can read your mind or we have this weird bond! and the whole time when we were watching these little videos my friend that was sitting next to me was on their phone and my mom didn't yell at her at all or tell her to get off of it, but as soon as she sees me on mine she lashes out and instead of just telling me to get off of it like she would've to one of my friends that was on their phone she takes it and goes upstairs and i'm just left sitting there brewing. then i go upstairs and lash out on my parents telling them how it's my fair cuz that wouldn't have happened if any of my friends were on their phone, that she would've just told them nicely to get off of it and how she should treat me like them doing that not like her daughter, like how a parents that's a teachers acts towards their children at school. but i got it back now cuz rationalization! yay! so i just needed to rant about how annoying my parents were in that moment. a lot of this will probably be about my parents. but then there's the occasional thing one of my friends does, like when one of my friends called one of my very close friends a fag and i hate homophobic slurs and stuff like that. i'm a strong believer in them being able to love who they love and other people shouldn't effect that but whatever. back to the calling of a fag i got really mad. it won't happen around me again. i made sure of that. but that's all for now. deuces ✌️
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