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Memoir of the Loser - Day 349
Memoir of the Loser - Day 349
Yoo, another day passed. It wasn't a good day. It could have been a good day. Because weather was really good today. It even rained in morning. A guy even asked me if I have grown taller. That made me so happy. But... something bad happened.
We are getting our house painted. Now, before I explain the whole problem, just know, it's been only few years since we built our home and it is in good condition. Yes, some walls did need repair and we got it. Now, it wasn't us who paid for that repair. It was my cousin. And he and his family are trash... so, the fact that they are helping us? We don't trust them. And I was against it. We could have gotten the repair later but my mom doesn't listen to me or my sister or anyone. She thought she could save few bucks and agreed to get our house repaired.
It was fine until then. My and my sister had already told her that we wouldn't get our house painted though. And she agreed. Not only is it trouble some and we don't need it. But also because we don't trust my cousin's family. But then, today, some workers came in our house for paint. We had clearly told my cousin and his family and yet, they didn't listen to us. It is our house and yet, they are deciding for us. I am sure it's not out of goodwill. They are not the type of people who give. They only know how to take from others. Then, I found out that my mom had agreed to it... it was her all along. Its as if she just want to do things that hurt me...
She knows that they are not good people and yet, she is doing it because she just wants to save few bucks. In return, we have to listen to them and do what they say. There is one more reason why my mom didn't refuse. I don't know if i am right or not but she cares about my cousin more than even me, her own son. I can see it. But I won't talk about it. Now, we have to move everything in our home from one room to another. I swear, I am going to run from this place one day...
At least, I got to eat french fries today... well, see ya:)
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