My mom and my brother are fighting in the living room right now. And my dog is whining in the kitchen.. for... something.
My brother and my mom always fight... They fight like some people's parents fight. And they always fight about the same thing. The universal cause of stress, unhappiness, trouble, pain, sorrow, and inconvenience: Money. I'm seriously surprised no one's started screaming or cussing yet. I think my brother just got up... never mind. Wait... yup. he throws his arms up and slaps his knees, then gets up and leaves in defeat. And now he's grumbling and talking to himself... something he always does when he doesn't get what he wants. Now my mom disappeared after putting the chicken in the oven... I'm worried that she's going to smoke. She says she only smokes when she gets super stressed out... even though i tell her each cigarette shortens her life by 12 minutes...
I think it's pointless to fight with a parent or authority figure about money to buy pointless things like soccer shoes and video games(anything else, I think is fine.) It is so utterly and completely stupid. You're never gonna win. I find the best way to stay out of that kinda stuff is to not bite the bait. No temptation, blah blah blah. Just let it hang and swim for calmer waters... i mean, why get all worked up for a fight that's already been decided? It's like a chihuahua fighting a horse. The chihuahua may think it has the upper hand cuz it's smaller, quicker, and shit, but the horse is stronger, bigger, and all around a better fighter. That may not be the BEST analogy, but hey, it's all i could think of.
You wanna know why my brother has no furniture in his room? No, it wasn't because my parents are punishing him. It's because he got so mad (over something I don't really know) he moved out all his furniture in to the spare bedroom (which now has twice as much furniture as it should) so now he just sleeps on a mattress on the floor. He makes the stupidest decisions when he's angry. And living in the basement, I heard all the screaming and pounding, and furniture moving cuz his room is right above mine.
Oh well, the fight's over now, (probably will pick up later) so whatever.
^Maile!^
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