Flying_V_Goddess
10-28-2006, 10:28 PM
*SCREAMS* :curse:
I swear to God one of these days I'm gonna bash a hammer over her head!
Ugh. Today, I told her about signing up for this forum and that I had asked for some in-sight about the dress I wanted and Heather had told me about this website that makes custom dresses for a seemingly affordable price. I'm already looking into the site, but I wanted her opinion on it. As I'm explaining this information she just yells at me, "Are you telling those PEOPLE where you LIVE?!"
Jesus Christ! I'm trying to tell her that I might be able to get a price quote on the dress I want and she wants to bitch at me about the people I talk to online. She acts like I give every person I talk to on a forum directions to my house (or her house rather...me and Nick are staying here until we have enough money for an apartment). So I said, "Of course not! I'm almost 20 years old. I THINK I can handle my online life."
She just HAD to say it. "I HOPE you do. I don't want you making the same mistake again."
The mistake she's refering to is when I found a 24 year old woman from Virginia online when I was 14 years old. We didn't meet personally until I was 17. Long story short, it was a bad idea to hook up with her. She treated me like s**t. I stayed with her for three weeks in her apartment in Virginia and she got so mad at me for something so little that she threw me and my stuff out onto her baloncy and locked me out and I sat out there in the cold for 12 hours. She verbally and emoitionally abused me and there was the occasional hit to the arm. Called me lots of name and I believed them. When she was staying with me if I made her mad the slightest bit she'd just get in her car and leave. That's why if Nick goes anywhere I always ask if I can ride along or if he's going to work I always make sure I give him a hug so I know he's coming back.
I remember I was in the hospital for three days around the time things had hit rock bottom between us and I kept thinking "God, she's gonna leave 800 nasty emails in my inbox saying how I won't write back and blah blah blah." Sure enough, I was right. The last one said, "Why won't you write back? Are you retarded? God, you're like an inbred who doesn't know English!" That's when I severed all ties with her and decided I didn't want anything.
Yes, I realize I made a HUGE mistake. I ADMIT IT! I was stupid and naive. I got rid of the problemI want to forget about the whole thing and move on with my life!
So why does Mom have to keep bringing it up?! God, its like a monster on Resident Evil that REFUSES to DIE!! ...actually, the monster reference might be more literal than I intended. I just want to shoot this monster down with a shotgun and keep continueing this video game called "Life", but it keeps on resurrecting itself and coming back to kick my ass.
Like when Mom's boyfriend broke up (for real) and a few days later she was talking about some stuff about him and it sounded like she was going to get back together with him. I said, "What is WRONG with you?! You get back together with that 'functionally drunken asshole' and he's gonna hurt you (emotionally mind you) yet again." She had the nerve to tell me, "Like YOU should talk. Remember your 'bout with Genie?"
At one point when I was still going out with Nick she thought I was talking to her online again and planned on getting back together with her. It would be stupid and terrible of me if I did...but when I have a boyfriend and its painfully obvious that we are MADLY in love?! Why would I even get back with that crazy b**ch when I have a boyfriend who treats me right and thinks the world of me?! I wouldn't get back with that wench if I got paid in a million dollars worth of solid gold bricks and somebody built me a video game NASA complete with all my favorite arcade games and every single system encrusted in platnuim and diamonds and other precious stones!
And don't get me started all the other s**t she's been nagging at me and has been critical about! Oooooooooooooh...I could use that Super Mario hammer to bash her over the head with.
*sigh* I feel a little better. I think I'm going to do play a round of Guitar Hero now.
I swear to God one of these days I'm gonna bash a hammer over her head!
Ugh. Today, I told her about signing up for this forum and that I had asked for some in-sight about the dress I wanted and Heather had told me about this website that makes custom dresses for a seemingly affordable price. I'm already looking into the site, but I wanted her opinion on it. As I'm explaining this information she just yells at me, "Are you telling those PEOPLE where you LIVE?!"
Jesus Christ! I'm trying to tell her that I might be able to get a price quote on the dress I want and she wants to bitch at me about the people I talk to online. She acts like I give every person I talk to on a forum directions to my house (or her house rather...me and Nick are staying here until we have enough money for an apartment). So I said, "Of course not! I'm almost 20 years old. I THINK I can handle my online life."
She just HAD to say it. "I HOPE you do. I don't want you making the same mistake again."
The mistake she's refering to is when I found a 24 year old woman from Virginia online when I was 14 years old. We didn't meet personally until I was 17. Long story short, it was a bad idea to hook up with her. She treated me like s**t. I stayed with her for three weeks in her apartment in Virginia and she got so mad at me for something so little that she threw me and my stuff out onto her baloncy and locked me out and I sat out there in the cold for 12 hours. She verbally and emoitionally abused me and there was the occasional hit to the arm. Called me lots of name and I believed them. When she was staying with me if I made her mad the slightest bit she'd just get in her car and leave. That's why if Nick goes anywhere I always ask if I can ride along or if he's going to work I always make sure I give him a hug so I know he's coming back.
I remember I was in the hospital for three days around the time things had hit rock bottom between us and I kept thinking "God, she's gonna leave 800 nasty emails in my inbox saying how I won't write back and blah blah blah." Sure enough, I was right. The last one said, "Why won't you write back? Are you retarded? God, you're like an inbred who doesn't know English!" That's when I severed all ties with her and decided I didn't want anything.
Yes, I realize I made a HUGE mistake. I ADMIT IT! I was stupid and naive. I got rid of the problemI want to forget about the whole thing and move on with my life!
So why does Mom have to keep bringing it up?! God, its like a monster on Resident Evil that REFUSES to DIE!! ...actually, the monster reference might be more literal than I intended. I just want to shoot this monster down with a shotgun and keep continueing this video game called "Life", but it keeps on resurrecting itself and coming back to kick my ass.
Like when Mom's boyfriend broke up (for real) and a few days later she was talking about some stuff about him and it sounded like she was going to get back together with him. I said, "What is WRONG with you?! You get back together with that 'functionally drunken asshole' and he's gonna hurt you (emotionally mind you) yet again." She had the nerve to tell me, "Like YOU should talk. Remember your 'bout with Genie?"
At one point when I was still going out with Nick she thought I was talking to her online again and planned on getting back together with her. It would be stupid and terrible of me if I did...but when I have a boyfriend and its painfully obvious that we are MADLY in love?! Why would I even get back with that crazy b**ch when I have a boyfriend who treats me right and thinks the world of me?! I wouldn't get back with that wench if I got paid in a million dollars worth of solid gold bricks and somebody built me a video game NASA complete with all my favorite arcade games and every single system encrusted in platnuim and diamonds and other precious stones!
And don't get me started all the other s**t she's been nagging at me and has been critical about! Oooooooooooooh...I could use that Super Mario hammer to bash her over the head with.
*sigh* I feel a little better. I think I'm going to do play a round of Guitar Hero now.