That's it. I've had it. The world has delivered me the wake up call I needed.
My mother doesn't have an email address, so she uses mine to send and receive emails (it's a pain, but at least I get to see what she sends/receives.) I don't know why she refuses to get her own email, but that's my mother for you.
The boarding parent sent her an email, saying how well-mannered I was etc. She also happened to mention my 'healthy appetite' and that she often sees me 'snacking away on biscuits often'. Fuck. Her.
She's not one to talk about a 'healthy appetite' herself. FAT ASS.
I'll show her. I'll show them all.
And it begins now.
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