» Sunday, September 13, 2009 / -6:37 AM

Parents: Can't live without em,

Can't live with em.

I don't know what to do, whether to laugh or cry.

Sometimes they are mega nice to you and the next, they'll be complaining about things.

Like dad not too long ago. I had to wait for Ivan and his girlfriend to get ready in order to get here which was the most frustrating thing because I thought he would wake up earlier and I have to go to Queensbay to get something with Sue May, Kimmo and Kevin. I had to cancel that plan. I should've just taken the car and leave him to rot. It isn't his car anyway. On the way here, dad asked us to pack some food. He called like a bajillion times and started scolding me. I kept telling him that we're arriving soon and that we're going to get the food.

Finally, after half an hour of waiting for that guy to pack our food, Ivan dropped me off at the guard house. I had to carry in his laptop for him and my heavy college stuffs and the food and walk all the way inside and up, just because he's late.

Doesn't matter, really. So, I finally reached dad's place. I said "Hi Dad!" and he kept going on and on about how unreliable we are, how we like to procrastinate. Not even a thank you from him. >.>; Fine, I kept my mouth shut all the way through.

Then he mentioned something about me wanting the camera but he doesn't see me much. Now, I feel like a call girl. Dx

In my family, things are pretty odd.

When you tell them "I love you.", they will ask "Are you high on drugs?"

When you talk to them rudely, they will say "Don't you dare talk to me in that manner! I'll slap your face off!"

Then when you talk to them normally, they will still tell you to be polite, especially mom.
"Ah girl ah, why can't you talk like your cousin, Amy? See, the way she talk to her mom is so loving and sweet, but you, *sighs* talk to me like one buffalo."

UGH! I give up. Seriously.

PMSing family sucks.