unbelievably stupid feeling, when you have to play nice, be polite and behave like you're fourteen.
*sigh*
mom and dad threw a party this evening.
for some business partners or something.
i had to wear a DRESS [forfuckssake] and had my make up on, things i normally DON'T do.
and the thing that drove me crazy this morning was mom's stupid rule "food cannot be touched before the guests arrive" i mean, come on!
what are we talking about, what is this, a fucking alcatraz?
this house is full of food and i'm not allowed to eat ANYTHING!
i must say i'm really disappointed.
and pissed off.
there's one highlight though.
mom's colleague, milena [the person i hate the most btw], wanted a drink before dinner.
mom told me to pour her some white wine and ask her if she wants some appetizer.
i brought her olives and wine she asked for, and while giving her the glass, i "accidentally" spilled some of that wine on her knees.
an act of disapproval and she understood.
can't say i'm sorry for that.
in fact, i'm more than glad i did it.
"keep calm and have a cupcake" was in my mind all the time, maybe the only thing that saved me from hysterical behavior.
now playing: 1000names - roccin on ur radio
and i am now officially ready to go out.
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