Good and bad weekend, mostly bad because of what ensued after the good part. I feel so fucked up I can't even start explaining why.

Its just, family problems all over again. And really, knowing my mum, its just not surprising. Its not even surprising how she manages to tell the whole world about her side of the story and get people to sympathize with her and think I'm the worst daughter ever on earth. She's done it more than once and she can do it again.

And the problem is my family actually buys it. Why am I not surprised? I used to be, I guess, but I realized that as much as I love them as my family, I hate them for being the one-sided people they are. Or maybe its just one person, but whatever.

I don't give a damn whether you've got the money to flaunt. I don't even give a damn whether you're paying to get served. But you've got to at least think on behalf of the person who served you. Why make one person pay for the mistake, obviously because of a miscommunication between BOTH parties, just cause you're the customer? I, for one, do not believe that the customer is always right - when I'm the customer, at least.

I'm digressing from the source of my ugly mood, which I shall outwardly point out, is my mum. IDK how much my dad has to play in this, but knowing my mum, she probably psycho-ed him to be on her side, just as she's always done. I know how biased this sounds and how immature I am and how this is turning out to be 'oh, another teenage angsty rant'. Rant about how I am old enough to do my own things and all that shit, just because. Fuck. To them, I'm always too young for everything.

I wish I could just shout the F word in her face but there's no point because she wouldn't understand it anyway, just like she doesn't even try to understand me. Maybe I'm as stubborn as she is. And I can almost say that she's as selfish as I am. But screw that; everyone's as selfish when it comes to their own lives.

I'm in a mood too ugly to post coherently and not be tempted to lace every sentence with vulgarities. I don't know when I started this bad habit, but it sure as hell isn't going to stop anytime soon (get what I mean?).

FML.