I think my grandma and I are telepathically linked.
I haven't called her in three days (I usually call once every two days) due to the fight and I was moping in bed aching for her company when I heard her call through the door telling my brother to open up. And my heart melted.
She saw me crying and it obviously broke her heart. She kept trying to ask me what's wrong and grumpily blaming my manager (?! AWWW) for somehow stressing me so bad that I had to cry at all. She didn't think it was Gabriel. And she sneakily told my mum about me sobbing.
And so within minutes, my mum whatsapped me asking if my company ran into company, again, and I said no work's fine and that it was a fight with Gabriel and SHE LAST SEEN'ED ME. Wow mum wow. I am shaking my head sadly.
I managed to get myself back together before my grandma left.
We had lunch while she ranted on and on about how unmarried my aunt is. And I said it shouldn't affect her since after 30, having grandkids would be dangerous anyway. To which she violently objected, "NO! Menopause is 40 what! She can still give birth!" MY GRANDMA HAS NO CHILL.
Then I showed her my pole invert. And not only was she not concerned I might fall and break my head, she actually walked out of the room to cook more food for my baby brother who she imagined was hungry even though he just ate. What is this, "last seen Nicole everywhere" day?
I got highly irritated with my wardrobe and hence threw out everything to repack and she watched me, amused. Then she tried to fix some of my classier shorts heh heh my grandma knows exactly how I like to slutify my clothes.
Mum came home after and I forced the family to watch Star Wars. My dad survived a grand total of two minutes before running the fuck to sleep LOL. My mum lasted through till the pod racing, where she fell asleep on the couch. My brother COMPLETED IT! And thought it was okay. I have failed. I HAVE FAILED. THE FORCE HAS FORSAKEN ME.
I guess my day ended like that.
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