Ok, aside from my mom doing her usual yelling and screaming, my dad decided to be a… *ahem*… jerk. I KNOW he said “I’ll be back down in 5 minutes with a garbage bag.” More than 8 minutes later, he arrives with a full garbage bag (leftovers, empty aerosol cans, and smelly unknown material included, and not tied off yet), and throws it at me from across the room. Starts yelling at me and cussing me out about being tired of cleaning up after me, even though I already had my garbage ready to put in the bag. Right now, I’m to enraged to think straight. Such is the life of a rising star.