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Spoiled Rotten.

13 Feb

Reading Week is almost here.

I can’t even begin to explain to you how much I’m looking forward to having a break.


Well, for two reasons.

(1) I’m up to my eyeballs in assignments.

So this week could be a really productive one (What? It could happen…maybe).

It would be so nice to be totally caught up in all of my classes.

(It might be nothing but a pipe dream, but I’m going to try to make it happen).

And (2) My parents miss me so much that I pretty much get whatever I ask for when I come home.

Now, I realize that I may sound cruel here, or even a little spoiled…but I can’t help it.

Seriously…my mom makes me whatever food I want.

(I’ve already requested mashed potatoes as a side dish for a minimum of two meals, a nice grilled steak, and cherry cheesecake—chilled, not baked).

How is anyone supposed to resist that?

Oh, and she does any laundry that I bring home, too. And I figure if she’s going to be doing it anyway, then I might as well throw in my bedding and towels and such.

And my dad is no different, even though he probably thinks he doesn’t spoil me.

Every time I leave the house my dad gives me spending money. It actually got to the point once where I actually had to refuse his money…imagine that: a university student turning down free money.

I was telling him the other day that my basketball shoes are getting really worn out and they’re starting to get really uncomfortable.

I’ll be getting a new pair over the break…nice ones.

And perhaps the best part of all…

My parents don’t make me do anything when I come home.

No chores at all.

I can’t wait.

Now I’ll admit that this whole thing sounds like a case of severe manipulation, and some might argue that I’m taking advantage of my parents’ loving nature.

But the funny thing is, they could read this blog tomorrow and that wouldn’t change a thing.

They’d still do all these things for me.

Which is why I think it’s time they deserved a little thank-you gift.

Now I’m not normally one to show much affection, but, I don’t know, maybe the fact that it’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow has got me in a weird mood…

I hereby would like to tell the world that my parents are the best…(and that statement is now on the Internet so YOU KNOW it’s official).

And as a gift to them for being awesome, I’m only going to bring home one load of laundry instead of two.

You’re welcome.