Mother told me today that she will be going to school again, soon, four nights a week.
"ARE YOU HOOFIN' KIDDING ME?!? You're going to be GONE ALL THE TIME AGAIN?!"
Priorities. Snort! This woman clearly has none.
Oh, no, Mother, don't worry yourself about lil' ol' me. I'll just hang out and eat. I don't need you.
I don't need anyone.