Just another day with my crazy family.

To my oh-so-crazy family

My family is crazy. There. I said it. My mom is the craziest of them all. Hmm. That might explain the reason for my craziness.

So, today, I called her from college to tell her something. After about two minutes into the conversation, she realized that I was supposed to be in class.

Mom: Aren’t you supposed to be in class?

Me: Yes, I am.

Mom: Then, why aren’t you?

Me: I’m bunking.

Mom: What are you all doing then? You’re hanging out in the canteen, aren’t you?

Me: No, mom. We are not at the canteen. We’re just sitting and talking.

Mom: Okay. When are you coming home?

Me: Uh, aren’t you supposed to shout at me to go to class or something?

Mom: *tries to speak in a stern voice but fails miserably*

Go to class!

Me: *groans* That was horrible!

Mom: *laughs* Get off the phone and hang out with your friends, you idiot.

Do you see what I mean? Do you?

Oh, there’s more. Sometimes, I find her standing near the window and concentrating on something really hard.

Me: Uh, mom? What are you doing?

Mom: Shh. I think I heard someone fighting.

Me: *groans and looks towards the heavens* *joins her*

My dad just came home.

Dad: What happened in college today?

*mom speaks up before I can say anything*

Mom: She bunked classes today.

Dad: When did you come home then?

Me: *groans* Ugh! What is wrong with you people? Is nobody bothered that I’m not attending classes when they are such an imperative part of my education?

Mom: Do you want something to eat?

Me: *walks away muttering something alone the lines of you people need to be tested*

I admit she’s crazy. But, I think she might be the coolest mom ever. She’s also kind of a little bitchy. Again, that explains it. And she is a whole lot of scary when she is mad. I make sure to steer clear of her during those times. Hehe.

If you’ll excuse me, I have to go deal with my crazy family again. *sighs*

-R