Low Blow

Anyways. I was kind of happy this morning. Ten minutes ago while forcing (the sick) me and my sister to clean up somethings my mom bitches about me being friends with my father. Then she bitches about him bringing me home a burrito from our favorite restraunt saying that he was doing it to make my liver worse..I dropped the shit I was holding for her, thanked her, and locked myself in my room. A couple minute later she screams from downstairs for me and orders me to continue cleaning. Fuck. That.