My Thoughts

My Thoughts On My Insane Maternal Unit

Yo, Wattpaders. Those of you who read this crazy rant-ish thing, hello. Doing good? Staying healthy and such? Hope so. Anyways, I wanted to start off saying hi, and it's kinda sort of boring to just go and say it, ya know? So I decided to give you this pretty little mini speech to exclaim my good humour as I greet you.

Alright, so judging by the title you can guess that I have yet another set of crazy mom stories. Sometimes, I just don't understand that woman. There are three stories, but one of them is rather awkward, so I'm just telling two.

Alright, so the other day, my mom and I were driving to my friends house, because their cousin was leaving to go home to Edmonton. So there we are, driving, we haven't even left the area yet, when my mom spots one of her friends daughters. Now, you should know two things; My mom is ALWAYS scolding us for wanting to hang out with our friends. And we live in a newer area, so there are lots of cranes and trucks and scary worker people who scare me. I actually have another story about them, but I'll write about that later.

So we've just waved at them and things and I for one had no clue who they were, just thought we were being friendly. We're just driving along when my mom hits the breaks and turns around in her chair, and exclaims 'Hey! Is that Kamar's daughter?! Oh, it is! Let's go see how she's doing!' Remember how I said it's like a construction zone in my neighborhood? And I should tell you that the road we're driving on is on the side of this huge pond thing or whatever. So my mom, being a nut case, does this crazy illegal U-turn and drives after her, throwing her regard for both our lives out the window. So my mom talks to her friend for, like, fifteen minutes, after parking the car rather awfully in their driveway, and I'm just standing there staring at her like 'WHAT THE F*CK, MOM?!'

So this is the beginning of the second story. My mom had just picked me up from my friends house, and we had gone to the pharmacy. She parks in the space directly in front of the exit, and goes inside on her own, because I'm really quite lazy. It's about ten minutes before she emerges from the exit. So I'm waiting for her to walk to the car, but for some reason she turns left and walks away. I'm obviously really confused, so I watch her walk up to this car that looks less than nothing like ours, and tries to unlock it. It takes her a few tries to realize somethings wrong, and instead of looking inside for her first born daughter, she looks into the car and says, and I quote, 'Hey! That's not my stuff!' So by now I'm doubled over in laughter at her mistake, and when she finally sees me like four cars over, she laughs, too. And so this really hot guy walks past, and he just kinda stares at us. I cringe just thinking about it. Embarrassing!

See, it's times like these where I worry for my mothers mental health. Sometimes she just does the weirdest things, and I'm just not sure what it means. Sometimes I just wonder; who else has a crazy mom like mine? I mean, I certainly can't be the only one.

OH! And also if there are mistakes, ignore them. I'm going to go over all my works like an editor and fix little things that escape my notice.

Peace... of cheese! LOL!

...Um... Okay, bye,

~Hamie ♥