A conversation I had with my mother today:
Me: Hello?
Mom: Hello, honey.
Me: Hey, mom.
Mom: I have a question, but try not to get mad.
Me: Go for it, but no promises.
Mom: Please?
Me: I'll try.
Mom: Do you have a girlfriend?
Me: Long pause. (tersely) No, Mother. I don't
Mom: You said you wouldn't get angry
Me: (annoyed) I said I'd try not to.
Mom: (angrily) Maybe you wouldn't have trouble finding one if you didn't have such a bad attitude.
Me: I don't need this right now. I'm going to go.
*hang up*
This brings several questions to my mind. Why, exactly, does my mom care whether or not I have a girlfriend? Really, what's it matter to her? I'm having a hard enough time trying to find one as it is without her lighting a fire under me. I've just gotten over one of the biggest disappointments of my life, and now I'm working on the self-confidence issues left behind by it. Being reminded of the fact that, for the first time in my life, I'm having trouble with girls doesn't boost my morale much. It's kinda funny. They used to come to me. I guess I've got some work to do.
Good. I'm done venting now, so now I'm going to take a walk and think. At least I'm not angry anymore.
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WTFBBQ DOES NOBODY COMMENT ON THIS STUFF?
Sorry your mom is crazy. But when has she not been?
I noticed you have a lot of analytical stuff about love. I am so up for a chat about it if you ever feel the need. I can talk social construction like it's nobody's business. AND I'm in a loving relationship! So I can have a lot to say.
It's good to see that you are successfully living the college experience and got super hot (I TOLD YOU YOU'D BE A LADY KILLER).
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