I started the day with the kiddos' usual banter and hyper maximum voices filling the whole house while I was still in bed, recovering from that dream of all the already-dead peoples I know. (It's scary and all, but let's not get into that.) It's just 8 am in the freaking lazy, cold, holiday morning, and there they were being them, laughing and fighting and screaming and trying to murder each other.I can't help but intervene, and ask them to shut up. "Want to fight, fight at your house lahh" That's the only eight words I uttered, and what happened? Apparently, that is equals to me chasing them out of the house, which makes me sound like some mean bitch and I'm the bad woman here, and them the innocent people who just happen to make fighting their everyday habit.And so that pretty much sums up the "Whatthehell" post. I was pissed. And come to think of it, it was just a childish spat with kiddos. So yes, it was unncessary and I don't see the whole point of this whole entry.Cheers?
IYL STOP RANTING @ 9:16 PM
