*whoosh* completely missed the point. And yeah, I'd been on the net earlier to chat with Zibby. So what? I was studying at that point, and earlier, I'd taken time to do stuff like help my sister run the kittycats to the vet and going to get her a soda. And I know she's sick. I don't honestly mind helping. I do hate doing the dishes, but I understand why it's gotta be done (even if I don't wipe the counters like I'm supposed to for different reasons, most of them because I'm so frustrated by that point that I don't care any more.)
And the room's a bit of a disaster, yes. It always is. But I like it that way. But since the cable guy is coming over to install digital cable tomorrow...
Oh yeah, have a quiz in assembler that I am not prepared for, I'm not sure I can take this much longer. I WAS gonna drop off the face of the planet about nine tonight, sleep until four or five this morning, and study, as well as help mom with the digital cable guy...but of course that got all flubbed up tonight, and it's now one, and I'm still not asleep.
Oh well, another night of no sleep for the katster type person in row 3B.
what do you do about parents that decide that it's good to be unreasonable at times? And why don't they see the good things I've been doing instead of all the bad things that I can't do right?