29 June 2011

This morning my mom was telling me what to do. It was a stream of things so constant I can't even remember them all. Then it was all, "What happens if you fail the German class, will you get kicked out of university?" "I am not going to fail the class, and if I did my average would still be high enough to prevent me failing out of university. It is my dream to learn German." Then she asked me to speculate on the weather, which I hate, because how should I know? She's such a little rain cloud. She goes beserk if you tell her that.

2 comments:

Boris Kane said...

That sounds quite annoying

wrenna said...

It was. Very. I can see why she would have trouble controlling her students: because she is so controlling, and then she turns around and blames you.