Annoyed Grunt

I was planning to talk about my addiction to American culture, but that will have to wait because i am too pissed off not to be rude.

Basically my parents are effectively divorced. They eat separate meals, they spend about 10mins a week in the same room and they both talk shit about each other to my sister and I.

I'm quite sick of it now, today was going so well. I had a mock driving test and got 1 major and 4 minors, but the mistakes are easy to correct and all similar. Now its just going to go downhill. After two years of parental rows i tried to what everyone does and sort out the problem. Then I realise they don't want to sort out the problem because neither of them wants to take the first step.

Today I find my mum crying about some slight dad did, but when i heard what she and Dad said i found it very hard to look sympathetic as she couldn't see why saying "you obviously don't want me to be there because you think I'm awful" was not a completly inflamatory sentence with absolutely no subtext what so ever. Actually there is no subtext the text is in fucking plain sight.

Screw them, unfortunately i now have to sit with my dad to watch the lions and help my mum move some gravel. At least I'm getting paid to move the gravel.

Oh well moan over, in the next blog, as i said earlier I'm going to talk about my addiction to all things American and hopefully that will be fun.

Bye, Bubi, bubi now bye bubi bye, no you hang up, no you hang up......oh she hung up, damn.