Quite possibly on the verge o' huvin a nervous breakdown. Like I don't know how much longer I can listen to my mum complain to me, everyday. Beit her knee being sore. Her hip. Oh, she feels dizzy. The town we live in is shit. Just whinging like ungrateful, lazy, spoiled brat. It's enough to make me want to seriously kill myself.
And her communicate skills are f**kin' infuriating - refererring to every object as a thing. :kickingmyself:
Urgh!! Pisses me off it really does. Then, she wonders why I end up losing my temper with her.. :thumbdown: She doesn't help matters by goading me into punching her in the face whenever I get pissed off at her - which I'm afraid I might actually do, someday.
Like father, like son.
But no, it's me who's lazy, burden to the family, apparently. Despite being the person who they take advantage, and treat like crap. Besides, who gives a f**k if my family are too lazy to take responsibility and make sure things get done?
Naw, leave tae me! It's like I've got myself to think about as far well-being goes..
Anyway, mini rant over. On the less dysfunctional side o' things, I spent 2 hours straight composing drum beats with the music software on my laptop.
Boy! Time sure flies by when ye take yer mind off your, or someone else's, problems. Just kinda wish happiness wasn't such a temporary feeling for me, though. :sad: But ye can't be happy all the time.