Sunday, September 25, 2011

I don't like to be bothered.

I came off as rude..TWICE this week.

One time, it was because a friend of mine kept inviting me to go to the mall.
I turned him down once.
He insisted I go.
I turned him down a second time.
He insisted I go.
I told him (via text), "Stop bothering me!"

Can't he take a hint? I already declined twice. He says he wants me to relax since I'm so busy. Bah. He only wants me to go with him cuz he's bored by himself. Jerk. I'm busy AND in class. Yet he goes around texting me and insisting WHEN I CLEARLY DECLINED. Insensitive jerk.


The other time was with my mom.
She kept bugging me about my hair.
I don't want to be bugged by my hair.
She kept bugging me about my hair.
I only gave her halfhearted answers because no, I DON'T want to cut my hair yet. I'm getting sick of it.
She kept bugging me about my hair.
I kept mumbling halfhearted answers and "huh?"

Then she got mad and told me I'm rude, and I'm only polite when I need something from her.

I tuned her out.

She's always like that. I've had enough. I wish there was a mute button for her mouth. Or maybe a bleach for her judgmental brain. Maybe even a drill for her narrow-mindedness. We need to pave a way for new ideas, yeah?

I don't like to be bothered.