cheapstake mom/deodorant

She expects me to be perfect.
Well, newsflash, no one is perfect.
Especially, a kid, with the memory equivalent of an old man's.
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Today, Walmart was filled with kids and adults fighting for cheap school supplies.
I lazily grabbed the first binder I saw. Fortunately, it was in good condition.
My mom quickly paced around the store, and looked for other "supplies" I might need.
In the end, we self-checked out one thick white binder, and powder fresh deodorant.
My crappy brain forgot to tell me to take the other bag which held my deodorant.
So, we ended up driving all the way back to Walmart.

The drive back to walmart wasn't filled with peace, though. My mom decided to give me a big lecture on how stupid I am, how un-independent I am, how I depend on others too much, how I'm having princess syndrome even though we are poor, how my brother is so much better than me, and how I'm not going to be successful in the future. While, she was giving me this so-called important lecture, I was trying to drown her words out with the music that was playing in the car's radio. so.....We went back into the store, she made a scene, she embarrassed me, and we left with powder fresh deodorant .
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aggg *sighs* so much trouble for deodorant.
I blame it on my brain.
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On a lighter note, I'm going to High school in 3 days.