ah, i just got into this random bad mood, and when i do that, it's time for....BITCHY MOOD TIME!!!!

my damn mother, said we can go to the pocanoes, she always says we can do all this cool shit like go on vacation, and do we ever do it? no. because we have to stay home and watch the cooking channel. oh because i didnt fucking care when you had cancer, blah blah, gotta fucking rub it in my face like you do everything. saying all this shit to make me like you and then you never follow through with any of it and wonder why i act like such a bitch to you all the time? "oh amanda, we can take joe to go skiing, we can go to bermuda for vacation, we can do all this fun stuff." 2 minutes later. "it's too expensive nevermind." well gee, maybe if you didn;t run out and buy adriana a fucking couch for her fucking build a bear, and every other fucking video game she wants, maybe you would have more money. ah i hate her, and whenever i get mad i go buy something, just to put myself in a better mood so i am going to buy myself a cell phone because i don't give a fuck.

here are some dumb things she says.

"why don't you a joe do homework together? why don't you encourage him to study?"
GEE MAYBE IT'S BECAUSE I DIDN'T GIVE BIRTH TO HIM, THAT'S WHY. am i wearing a shirt that says "guidance counselor?" no! so shut up.

she makes up weird names for everyone. she calls me amandala, and joe joe-joe, and everytime we are in the car she makes noises, like if we went over a speed bump she would be like "boink boink" like gee thanks mom for making me aware of the fact that you're a fucking clown while also reminding we are going over a speed bump because i can't feel my ass jiggling! i really can't! and she just like randomly sings shit, or if we pass a house she'll be like "oh they're redecorating that house, oh it looks good i wonder where they got that." WOOOOWWW SOMEONE STOP ME BEFORE MY JAW DROPS TOO HARD. and up till a few months ago, i would come home from shcool and she would be like, "so, do you think scott peterson is guilty?" gee mom, do you think you could make some dinner or something?

ah! i want my cell phone.