my mum

Wierd title to begin with. As much as i want to leave her out of my blog, i can't....It's part of my life anyway...

Have anyone of you ever, ever lived under the same roof with a mentally unstable, or in layman's terms, a psycho? Don't ask me how she turned out what she is today; i've told so many people about it...I'm sick and tired of repeating it all the time. Do i love or hate her? Well, i love her, that's for sure. But sometimes, i just hate her to the core. I'll be 25 in a few days' time, so don't assume today's entry is just "a teenager's griping about his mum". There are people who sticks sh*t-smelling cigarettes into their mouths and CLAIM that they puff sh*t-smelling cigarettes because they are STRESSED. That's one BIG L-A-M-E excuse. Just say it's due to peer pressure, i won't laugh at you. MUAHHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAAH.......

What can be more stressful than having a psychotic mum at home? Firstly, all psychotic people do not want to seek treatment. If you have one at home, forget about persuading him/her to spend some time with the psychiatrist. Save your saliva. These people can't think sense.

They speak to themselves. Yes, just like in dramas and serials, they start talking from the time they wake up till they hit their beds. Talking to themselves.

She's talking LOUDLY to herself again. ANd it's so f**king DISTRACTING!

No longer have i any mood to write for today.