Quote Originally Posted by eddievanzant
I just woke up, went down stairs, and found no dinner. I looked in the trash and there was a chinese restaurant's bag. I looked inside and there was a bunch of food they just threw out! I hate them so much. One time I got home from work and went up stairs. When I came back down, everyone was gone. The only reason I knew where they went is because my stupid sister makes sure to tell all her AIM friends where she goes. It turns out, they went to see The Exorcist: The beginning, a movie which my mom knew I wanted to see, then went to the mall. They didn't get back 'till two. They didn't even ask if I wanted to go. I hate them so much. I can understand why kids kill their parents every once in a while.
You know this sounds reaaaaly sad right? There's more to life than food and movies. When you grow older, you'll (hopefully) realize that food and movies is not something to "kill" your prents over. You got some built up anger there, you need to release some of that shit.

I use to hate my mom, so much, over little things like this too, but now that I'm on my own and doing my own thing, those things just make me smile now...not a big deal, really, it isn't.

Peace :thumbsup: