Speechless....

Of all days it must be, both choose to screw today's plan.
Must it be in this way?
Why can't one just control their temper than explode?

Mother's Day.
Seems so meaningless.
There's always endless of laundry to do.
There's always changes in plan.
Why is it so fucking hard to get the family to sit down and have dinner in peace?
WHY?!

Today is so not a good day.
=/