myhemotions:

lol

so i’m back from school and my mom’s telling me that today house agent is coming to see our apartment. she’s asking me if i’m ok with moving out from here, and i’m like “whatever” (cause i don’t really care).
And she’s like: “but really really”.
And i’m thinking “wtf, we’ve been living here only 3 years now how i could be anyhow attached to this place”
but i’m sayin “yeah, i’m leaving to LA soon anyway”.
She’s like “yeah, and what you’ll be doing there, waitress or sth?????”
and i’m “no, producer on fox”.

She didn’t get that i just want her to leave me alone cause she’s asking stupid questions: “oh really, you know someone there, huh?”.
Already having fun with this dialogue i’m like: “Yeah, her name is Ashley Lendzion, i met her online, she’s working with film making etc.”
My mom (epic): “Ok, but you better give me her adress and telephone”

Oh, mom…