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Originally Posted by Stars
Harlot; Oh dear. What happened?
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Well, I had a super shitty night last night. My eyes were so swollen that I had no eyelids this morning and when you touched my eye area it was all swollen and puffy, it felt like squishing a marshmellow. My friend said I turned super asian overnight. I take a long shower to try and get them to not be swollen that bad and by the time I get out, my eyes are still fucked to all hell, it looked like I got hit in one eye now because the other one had eased up a little. I'm not even dry yet when my parents show up, there's no make-uping yourself new eyelids so I kinda have to deal with it.
So I kinda say hey and don't look them in the eye and get dressed. We were supposed to lock our rooms before they got here because they are a disaster. Instead the first thing my mom does while they wait for me is barge into my room and start commenting on it. (And I have a display above my bed that I put up there that has a handle of jager, a handle of jack, a huge wine battle, a champagne bottle, 3 different smaller whiskey bottles and empty beer bottles). I get out, start doing make up and my eye asks me what's wrong with my eyes, i told her allergies and she says she's taking me to the pharmacy later.
So I'm standing in the living room area getting ready to go when both of my parents start ragging on how fat I am (they're on a diet and lost a ton of weight) and my mom brought me "new" clothes for me to try and starts handing to me saying how cute they are but adding every time "but you can't fit into them right now. Once you start dieting you will tho', and you'll look good."
So we leave and the entire time there they're asking me about classes and school and start telling me how fat I am over dinner while we're eating a chili's. They start telling me that they want me to start living at home again and switch schools 'cause of money issues. Etc. etc. more awkward topics and I apparently let the cat out of the bag on my sisters two new tattoo's. My mom knew but wouldn't tell my dad. So he was a little miffed at that and I feel soooooooooo baaaaaaaaaaaaad. More commenting about my weight and how my pants sag. They take me to a pharmacy and my mother gets me a shit ton of vitamin things (amongst other good stuff) and it was just.... so painfully awkward. And my eyes still haven't un-swollen.