My parents are the type of people that tell you not to use a phone in the bathroom, but then they do it. They're the type of people that use phones in the car, and say you cant use it. They use it but they say its for "work". They're the type of people that ask you to do their bidding but dont thank you in any way after. They're the type of people who break promises without saying sorry.

So you get the idea right?

So, today it was donation day, and I had 4 jobs to do: 1. Rearrange the cabinet. 2. Donate what you wont use 3. Write an article about a championship. 4. Review for the CREST Olympiad.

So, I did 1 and 2 at the same time, arranging the cabinet while donating stuff that I wont use.

But then, my bastard parents were like, "Lets make our son's life harder!"

So then, work started piling up, more and more, until I didnt have time to do 3 and 4 anymore.

On top of that, I wanted to cook my fried rice.

So, I finished it at around noon. And I decided to start cooking, but then Mom was like, "Nonono, you cant cook, Im too tired to work, go warm the rice instead"

Bitch, this didnt even concern you.

I had been working all morning at this point, and I had turned into a livid, angry man. So I violently slammed the door, and what-do-you-know, my dad got in front of me, and said "Think about it this way...Who's needs are more important, yours or your moms?" It was like they were thinking they were the gods at this point. And me, having watched too much SVU at this point, decided to just invoke the fifth.

HE EVEN TOLD ME TO SAY SORRY TO MY MOM!

They, in conclusion, are quite frankly, shit parents.