Monday, March 17, 2008
Dear Bloggie,
Yesterday I needed some new jeans, so mom takes me to the store. Oh, but not a regular store. This store has sizes that run extremely small! (like you have to pick 3 sizes or higher then your regular size) Great, like I dont feel self-conscious enough. Thanks mom.
Well after finding absolutely nothing that didn't make me cry I went to find mom so we could leave. Well she gets pissed that I brought her out to the store and didn't get anything. Then she sees my face is red and starts yelling at me to tell her whats wrong and why I was crying. So people turn to look because "mom dosnt want to make a scene". Dear god, my face starts to blush and tears are trying to escape because I'm so embarrassed. Which makes mom even madder.
I dont feel like this. I try to tell her nothings wrong. That I didnt get anything but theres nothing here can we try a diffent store. But noo. Mom dosnt want me to lie to her because she knows somethings wrong (and she can find like 50 gazillion things for me(all ugly))
So now mom is going to do that "I'm buying your clothes" thing (but then she gets pissed when I never wear them....especially since I "begged" to get them). Well after telling her about how the shirts are all prego shirts (because thats the new "in" thing...which is very convenient for all those pregnant teenagers isnt it?) and so on until finally she gets me so mad I yell "Yeah well only pretty girls can pull that off!"
Deer in the headlights.
You can so see smoke coming out of moms ears.
"YOU ARE! MAYBE IF YOU DIDN'T WEAR BLACK BAGGY CLOTHES ALL THE DAMN TIME! AND WHY NOT TRY SOME MAKE-UP!!!!"
(haha, we have an audience by now)
"WELL SORRY I'M NOT THE SKINNY, KNOCKED-UP, CHEERLEADER DAUGHTER YOU'VE ALWAYS WANTED!" I turn to leave.
"YOU ARE NOT FAT"
"AM TOO!" (and I go on to list everything wrong with my body. Which would normally embarrass the crap outta me. But I couldn't even see anyone else anymore. It was just me and her in a war of the zodiacs (O.K. you dont know this but me and my mother are a Leo and a Scorpio (and HER mother was also a Leo. Needless to say me and grandma get along fine. But Leos and Scorpios...heh, heh...I'm surprised both of us are still alive. Oh fun fact! great grandma was a Scorpio...lol see a pattern?).
"IF YOU THINK YOUR SO FAT THEN WHY DONT YOU QUIT EATING..."(she was gonna finish with all that junk food and Cheeze itz (heaven sent Cheeze itz) or somthing, but I cut her off)
"O.K. FINE! I'LL BE ANOREXIC. OR WOULD YOU PREFER BULIMIC LIKE FLAME?!"
HAHA! That struck a nerve. Seeing my victory at her speechless face I stormed out and ran down the street to the book store. Thankfully it was cold so by the time I got there the redness had left my face.
Man....wish I had brought some money.
I love my mom. Hell, shes my mom. I just dont
Like her.
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