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Hey /b/, I just got a decent amount of minor rage.
>be me today 15
>have sister 17, nearly 18. She's having a high-school grad party in a few weeks
>have mom that's almost addicted to Facebook
>she set up an invite thing on Facebook for the party a while ago
>or so I thought
>Dislike Facebook. Was meh when I got it but stopped using it basically at all after learning about their inescapable Orwellian policies
>mom pesters me about accepting invite on Facebook
>FF day after telling me about FB invite thing "Hey Anon, accept the Facebook party invite"
>yeahsure.gif (I got better shit to do, was reading James Dashner's "The Rule Of Thoughts")
>finish book. Do some homework. sleep.exe
>ADHD and not caring particularly much about BS social media = no memory of getting pestered about it
>week goes by, still haven't done thing. Why does it even matter, she knows I'm going already. I'd go even if I did have a choice.
>week goes by of no Facebook BS. Noticed momanon getting more annoyed over week.
>finally today. "Hey anon. Go on Facebook and do accept the party invite now."
>"Yeah I will, hang on. Not sure why media matters that much anyway but I will."
>momanon gets mad now (she gets pissed easier than a wasp nest pinata). "Anon it matters to me. It shows you care and that you're actually planning to go"
>"You already know I'm going. I don't see why you need to get upset about Facebook"
>"It matters because it feels important to me"
>"Alright. I'll do the darn facebook thing. Just trying to figure out why it's so important to you"
>mom enters ragemode "I SAID IT MATTERS BECAUSE IT'S IMPORTANT TO ME! DON'T YOU EVER LISTEN TO ME!"
>"Yeah you said that, chill. It's just Facebook"
>"I DON"T CARE (insert some more recursive bullshit in here that never actually explained shit).
>Walk upstairs (I walk heavy, sounds like stomping sometimes)
>"AND QUIT THAT!"