before people get to know me: Oh my god you're so shy...and quiet...it's adorable
after we become friends: DEAR GOD DO YOU EVER SHUT UP
My mom is yelling at my brother and I overheard this.
Mom: GO TO YOUR ROOM
Brother: that's not fair
Mom: DO AS I SAY.
Brother: You never send Lizzie to her room when she's in trouble!!
Mom: Lizzie never leaves her room. If she were in trouble I'd make her sit in the living room or go outside or talk to human beings.
Me: I CAN HEAR YOU.
every single day
me: i'm tired
dad: it's because of your computer
me: my eye hurts
mom: your computer
me: i'm hungry
parents: computer
i get walked into in the hall: sorry
i get knocked and drop my books: sorry
i get pushed against the wall: sorry
i get pushed down a couple of stairs: sorry
i get pushed out the window: sorry
i get run over by a car: sorry
i get murdered: sorry