InBlogNito

I love it, thanks to Laurie for providing the name for my blog. It suits so well, seeing as this is my little outlet, where I can spout my crap without revealing the real life identity behind the words.

Anyways, onto the topic of the day: Mothers

I don’t like to ‘bitch’ about my mum, despite the fact we have never gotten on since day 1. However, just to show you WHY I don’t tell her anything, I’ll tell you what she said when I told her about the whole toilet germs in the fridge incident.

The conversation in my head said that I would get this text back: yuck, that’s horrible! Didn’t her mother teach her how to clean?!’

However, no conversation with my mother has EVER gone the way I imagined it (you’d think I’d learn!). Anyways, instead of a lil support, she STICKS UP FOR THE BITCH!! Can’t remember the exact words, but something along the lines of ‘well she made it easier for you to clean at least’

WTF? HOW did that make it easier for me clean? Am I the only one confused here??! Why is she making it seem like my flatmate really wasn’t so bad??! I’m her daughter FFS! Even if I’m in the wrong, she’s still supposed to support ME.

A few months ago, this particular flatmate did something else that was really weird, so I text my mum, said ‘J just did the WEIRDEST thing, I don’t know why or what’s going on’

First thing I get back?? "What have you done to upset her?"

(my response? insane screaming and swearing!)

Aside from the fact that that was an extremely presumptuous thing to say, IF I had in fact upset said flatmate, would I be telling my mum about the WEIRD thing J did? NO! Cos then it wouldn’t have been weird, it would have made perfect sense.

Anyways, that’s my piece for the night. I just can’t believe J managed to give me crap right up until the last possible minute, and even worse, that my mum stuck up for her till the last possible incident.