privacy with a girl is an act of lesbian - my mum

not as if this's the first time i brought steph home to slack, why is she so annoyed and conjured up absurd assumptions?

i can roll my eyes off the socket when she thought that i am a lesbian, just with the piece of fact that we closed my room's door, closed not locked.
ridiculous isn't it? if she is suspicious of us, she is more than welcome to turn the knob and check on us every interval or abuse her rights by stick her arse inside the room to eyed on us. but she didn't do any of the above, all the while God knows why was she pulling a long face when we buzzing around the house. our eyes didn't even exchanged.
her eyebrows crossed, breathing became heavier that her nostrils expanded like a bull and her lips was in a even-ready shape to roar like a lion when she sensed our presence in the dining room.
she was really temperamental and i was being considerate by hiding inside my room and not to agitate her further.

hell, she can even complain when i grounded myself at home!!

i really have nothing to say, really speechless.
come on, hiding inside an air-conditioned room to have our little private chat is far more than what normal girlfriends will do, don't they?
if i am inside the room with a girl means i am lesbian, then mum, would you rather me bring a guy home?

what kind of attention is my mum trying to attract?! like to live under the spotlight and the centre of gossips, don't drag me into the picture lah.

even my grandma finds her small minded and intolerable now.

little do i know how many people has my mum broadcast to. totally tarnish her own daughter's reputation can?! gosh.

i don't need this kind of drama to encumbrance me. spare me please!