My parents are infuriating, even when they're a couple hundred kilometres away. Who the fuck calls 3 times a day, for 5min, 7min and 20min respectively? By the 3rd time I was just like, omfg, get the fuck out of my life. And here I am trying to not lose the game I'm playing, but they're on the phone jibber jabbering away, and I've got no idea wtf they're saying anyway. ARGH.
Well, maybe my frustration has something to do with the fact that we lost the game. And we lost hard. Then in the meanwhile there's just my phone going off in the background, and ARGH it pisses me off.
I guess it's fair enough that they're worried because I'm catching an international flight tomorrow, and it's my first time travelling alone, but GODDAMN NO ONE NEEDS TO BE CALLED 3 TIMES A DAY.
Alright, 4th. They just called again. Fuck my life.
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