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Ljt09863
08-09-2006, 06:11 PM
ive returned to my vacation.....whoopee. wasn't too excited to return to work on monday, but i hd no choice.

but ih ad fun up north.well...kinda. i am totally sick and tired of Peters mom. she kept making little remarks abot me that rea,lly got to me. and anytime me and peter had a slight arguement over something, she had to put her two cents in. well, that made me feel even more defensive since it felt i had two people ganging up on me.

i was laying on the hamock relaxing reading a book, when i see Peter coming at me on the four wheeler. scared the crap out of me. so peters mom had to say im so freaking untrusting. this is comeing from a woman who i hate being in the car when she is a passenger cause she SCREAMS at the driver when she thinks they are getting to close to somebody else. everytime she has screamed at somebody for this, there was more than enoug distance between the two cars. and im untrusting?

ugh....im starting to get really sick of this woman, and i can't stand her anymore. since we are home, i really don't have to deal with her anymore.

although two of the people who live here as well, are also sick of her. they were on vacation as well, just somewhere else and they got back last night. well, peters mom has been in their room again because some of their stuff was found in the living room. like their fan. peters mom doesn't want them having a fan in their room, so even when it isn't on, she takes it out. they bought the fan, not peters mom. i nunderstand the wole electricity thing, but if the fan isn't turned on, leave the thing alone!


im so sick of it. im getting clsoe to telling peter that i can't stand his mother anymore and im going back home. there is no point in talking to her about how i feel, because she thinks she is justified to treat everybody like rap. this woman smokes in the car with the windows rolled up, and dsoesn't care if her son with asthma is in the car. there was one time we were coming home from dinner and he started to have an asthma attack, and she was smoking with the windows up, and he told her he needs to get home and get his inhaler. her response? oh youll be fine....i need to go to target and get some stuff before we go home.

peters dad was driving the car, and said, well, he needs his inhaler. she just kept saying, he will be fine! he will be ok! so peters dad dropped her off at target and took us hiome. this woman cares about nobody but herself....