People can be so rude sometimes, honestly. I come home from a life sucking, but fun, week at summer camp and everything seems cool, but I also am to find out my grandmother has cleaned and painted my room, which is another plus. Not a bad day to start off my first day back?
No.
She goes off at me for messing up my dresser drawers, mind you, these are my drawers, and I like them a certain way. I shouldn't have to organize everything in my life, that's really, really, dumb.
Here's the thing, it's which is currently the residence of clothes that don't matter, so why in the world would it need to be organized? There's no logical explanation my friends.
My grandmother is like this all the time. She seems to think that if one thing isn't the way she likes it, it's just completely wrong. She's anything but open minded, and for me, who's super open minded, it's pretty ridiculous.
Which leads me to my point, always have an open mind, because I like a little chaos in my dresser drawers, it's not like people are looking in there anyway.
