Lazy?

You know when I was little I used to make fun of those movies where I saw the characters IMing each other and texting each other from different rooms in the same house. Until that fateful day my Step Monstress (Trust me this is a nicer G rated term than the other one I had in mind.) moved in. Now I deam them smart because face it when your rents are Jackasses like those two (Ogre [Dad] and the evil thing he married.) you don't want to face them either. Hell they'd be lucky to even see my face for more than a minute let alone get more than a grunt out of me. So yes I was worse than those brats on T.V. who were too lazy to leave their rooms.

Except here is the difference:

They were too absorbed with their "social lives" to communicate with their family.

I HATED mine. I used the phone to get what I wanted while avoiding their selfish asses.

So next time you text your parents from your room ask yourself "Am I texting them because I'm lazy or because I hate them?"

If The answer is A (lazy). Get off your lazy ass and spend time with your family. They love you.

If the answer is B (hate). Well good luck and run like hell is all I can say.