That was the Most Bloody Short Hiatus Ever

I already miss you guys and with the first day of the holidays, let's cease this damned three-four? day hiatus and get on with the blogging again! XD
(I just really needed to write shit down -.-;)

On the First Day of the Holidays, my Mama said to me. "Get off your ass you lazy son of a bitch and go work on the garden for an hour! :)"
Ok. So first of all, I HATE school holidays. Mainly because they usually aren't holidays for me. So, you may have heard this quote a while back in my old blog, but here's what my mum said about holidays.
"Holidays are a blessed time for people like you to catch up on all the work, and then do some more".

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Yeah. So, I think from the above quote, it's not too hard imagining what I've been doing today.
(HINT IT'S STUDYING HINT)
I'm kinda having fun though. My sister is finally back, so I have someone else other than my rather pissed off mum O.o. I have absolutely no idea why she's so pissed. Like, on Sunday she was completely fine. And then today, this morning, just BOOM!. She's pissed off. Aaand so I can't do much really. But it's still good fun trying to weasel my way out of everything she tells me to do. As everything she's telling me to do is purely to spite me currently, (as she's very pissed off at me for some reason O.o) and the tasks are usually quite counter-productive. When I was gardening, the wind was blowing pretty hard. Despite that, my mum told me to grab a plastic bag, and go out there and pick up all the bits of tanbark and leaves off of our gravel lawn and stick em in the plastic bag. Now, I don't know whether she knew it was that windy outside or not (she probably did) but I'm pretty sure that even if I did pick up the bits of tanbark, bits would just blow back in again. So I went outside, picked up the bits of tanbark, stuck em in the plastic bag, and watched in hopelessness as more bits flew from other gardens into mine. After around twenty minutes of this, I went back inside, told mum it was too windy to do anything, and then she told me that I was a lazy little shit and that if I went outside and got a job and worked liked this, I wouldn't ever get anywhere. Fair enough, but could she like, seriously not call me names whilst doing this? Okay fair and dandy you're kinda giving me advise on jobs, but could you just omit the 'Lazy little shit' part?
She always tells me that
"If you act like this inside the house, then you're gonna act like this outside the house, and let's see how people treat you then you little fucker".
And sometimes, it's just so stupid, and she's just being so hypocritical.Think about it, if she acts like this inside the house... Finish the Quote.
"If you act like a bitch inside the house mum, then you're gonna act like this outside the house, why don't you go outside and tell everyone that they're little fuckers, and see how they treat you then".

I honestly don't know how calling me a lazy little shit and 'Fucker' is going to make me treat her any better.

I really don't O.o

Welp, hope you guys are having better holidays :D
Peace out guys (and girls)

Tl;Dr
My mum's a bitch. In case you didn't know already.
My mum's a bitch.