Like trying to hide the daylight from the sun.

You may ask, why are you up at 6 o'clock when you have no need to be? And in that case I would tell you two words- "My mother". I hesitate to say this for it's putting me at risk for sounding like an immature and stubborn teenager; angst has never really been my thing. But contrary to popular belief, I really do not enjoy having my door thrown open at 5 in the morning so I can be yelled at about ridiculous things that I cannot possibly do anything about at 5-in-the-freaking-morning. My buying cans as opposed to bottles was never specified. The ginger ale in fact does not contain evil calories and sugars. No, I did not go to the store and tell myself "Hmm, what can I buy that will completely disregard my mother's feelings". I am not out to prove that I have no consideration for other people based on my choice in finding a soda they had me go get from the store. The mind wonders why 5 am is a good time to bring these things up....was it too busy at 9 the previous evening? I AM trying to get a job. I AM NOT watching tv all day- I do in fact have a little thing called summerwork that I can thank the charming school board for. I AM thinking about my college options (why the hell wouldn't I want to get away from this house?). No, I can't go out and work this morning, I HAVEN'T BEEN HIRED YET. I don't control global warming. I don't shoot puppies. I DID clean the bird cages. I DIDN'T break the that stupid toaster, it was a psychotic appliance to begin with. Gah.

she's impossible.