Called and asked her permission nicely whether I can go overnight tomorrow, she screamed her lungs out at me.
(this is fcuking typical of her by the way)
I smsed her-
Me: I'm still going tomorrow, because I talked to you nicely already but you just screamed at me :)
Queen.B: U know why i shout cos this is like a regular thing 4 you. like goin 2 d beach, chalet n watever else! N u don't care about timing dat u suppose to go home. Dis show how respectful u r 2wards yor parents cos friends come 1st. I hope u know n abide by d curfew dat u should go home n young Muslim girls dont come back as late as 11pm!
Me: Why not? Exams are over. So it means that going for chalets, beaches and whatever makes me a bad muslim? And going home late too makes me a criminal Muslim. Wow, then I wonder what Jemiyah Islamiyah is.
Queen.B: Whatever! Just do n mix with d right person n abide by d curfew ok n don't get into trouble.
Me: I'll abide by the curfew if you and Papa let me go home much later and not at 8 or 9pm which is like child's play! Then I'll tell you nicely now first, Im not coming home tomorrow as I have a chalet. Don't say I didn't ask for permission because I did NICELY & you just screamed at me for doing so. It's okay if you don't give me my $20 because I can starve outside.
then I smsed to Natasha who knew everything-
I'm angry, I want to cry already :'(
Notice Queen.B's short forms in her smses? Im grateful that I didn't inherit her English man!
Thanks, you just ruined everything, my mood to go tomorrow, my respect for you, my patience for you, I hope you're happy with yourself, you just made your daughter feel like shit.
HAH. If me and Jerrald were still best friends, I'd smirk at him and say
"I told you so, I did talk to my Mum nicely & she just guailan me :) ".
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