Sun
Jun
1
It’s the same thing every frickin’ year - no matter how or how many times I explain to my mother that hot weather and bright sun make me feel light-headed and queasy, she still insists that I go outside and sit with her in the darn noon sun when it’s 30°C! It’s like talking to a brick wall.
Sat
Apr
26
… for fuck’s sake! I’ve been at home for less than two hours and my mum is already bitching that I don’t pay enough attention to her. I’m literally dead on my feet after spending over 4 hours on the train and the long walk uphill from the trolley station. I really don’t need her whining!
Wed
Mar
19
Lately, I have been having the feeling that it really doesn’t pay off to do a good job, to work dilligently and meet the deadlines. Nobody appreciates it anyway so why bother? In the end, only those with the sharpest elbows are praised.
Tue
Mar
11
Lately, all my mum talks about is where to go for a vacation and where her sister and brother-in-law will be going and how I should finally find a boyfriend with whom I could travel… It’s like she’s a stuck recording or something. We can start with politics and she’ll turn back to traveling and boyfriend in no time anyway. I’m starting to feel mildly pissed!
Thu
Mar
6
Some people sometimes forget that not everybody is Rockefeller.
Fri
Feb
29
The weather forecast’s warning against a hurricane once more. The strongest wind since Jan 2007. I’m pretty scared :(
Fri
Feb
22
I hate it when my mum insinuates that I don’t work hard enough. I know that she’s probably joking but I don’t think it’s funny. One book a month is not enough?
Wed
Feb
20
According to my LJ friend, as a woman I’m discriminating another woman because I don’t like her almost nude sexy pictures, calling them overdone. Paint me prude but sometimes subtle is more sexy than in-the-face, aggressive sexuality.
Mon
Feb
11
Today has proven once more that it’s better to shop alone than with your parental unit *head/wall*
Sat
Feb
9
Someone on my flist did stand up for me and wasn’t afraid to say it loud and clear. And you know what? That made me bawl even harder. Must be the hormones.
