World War Won! Hassah!

So me and my mom had a fuss about me keeping my internet connection or not. She thinks it's unhealthy. I beg to differ. In fact it's my anti-depressant from stress. Just keeping in touch with her is enough to make me smile despite having had a very bad day. And this is how it went down. This conversation was longer so I had to cut it down. So here we go: BG vs Overlord Mom! Action!

Mom: I'm calling the phone company tomorrow. We're cutting the connection for good.

Me: Why are you so damn against the internet? What if I need it for something? Like school?

Mom: It's bad for the mind. It's corrupting. You're better off researching on your own. You don't need it.

Me: It beats the hassle of walking and spending the whole freakin' day at the library!

Mom: Then ask someone for help. Just no internet.

Me: Who? Freakin' Einstein? Wait, isn't he dead?

Mom: Your cousins! Quite being sarcastic!

Me: And I suppose they won't use the net for answers?

Mom: ...

Me: Face it mom...I need it.

Mom: No. You don't. I don't care how you do work. Just not on that mindless trend.

Me: Fine. Maybe not just school. Do you have any idea how much going online means to me?

Mom: So you can chat with your slack-off frie-

Me: How can you make presumptions? You don't even know, dammit! If you knew...

Mom: Then why don't you tell me? Hmm?

Me: I...I can't..

Mom: So you obviously don't have a good enough reason. It's the work of the inter-

Me: Would you just fucking listen to me? I have a reason I can't tell you. It's reasons I have to keep right now. But it's reasons enough for me to disapprove you cutting me off.

Mom: Because you'll waste your time with nonse-

Me: Nonsense? It's been the best thing that's happened to me until now! Maybe the reason I've changed so drastically. And you have to admit I've changed for the better.

Mom: Why? How so? I can't afford you not telling me and just allow you to continue this game of yours.

Me: It's not a game. I don't waste my life away on video games anymore. It's been done. It's completely different. It's deeper than that..

Mom: You're talking nonsense. Unless there's a reason I have no choice but...

Me: Just tell me what I can do to make you change your mind! Want me to do more chores? Fine! Cut my allowance back? Do we need to save or something? Done! Increase my curfew? I don't care! Don't do this to me!

Mom: Then why? What could possibly be so important in that little world of yours that you'd even agree to such terms?

Me: Its...it's...

Mom: What? As a parent I have the right to know what could possibly have my son so worked up about...

Me: It's about a person, okay?! You get it now? Happy?!

Mom: A person? You mean your friends here in...

Me: No. She's not from here. Not anywhere here. And the net's the only thing I have to keep in touch...

Mom: She?? Your girlfriend??

Me: What?! No! She's not my girlfriend! She's...a really really good friend. And an important person to me.

Mom: So you're together??

Me: You're crazy!

Mom: You're denying.

Me: Am not!

Mom: Mother knows best.

Me: Can I please just not have my connection cut?

Mom: Quit changing the subject.

Me: I'm telling dad you're acting weird again.

Mom: I'm telling your father you have a little bo-

Me: Mom! Sheesh! You're worse than a teenage girl.

Mom: Ok, fine. But we're not through with the subject yet. I will not cut the connection but you have to let me know how you two-

Me: Mom! It's. Not. Like. That.

Mom: Okay, okay. Whatever you say. You win. Obviously cutting the internet will kill you and your-

Me: Zip it.

Mom: Fine. fine. But you have to tell me sooner or later. Oh and I expect you to wash the dishes every night from now on and you have to be home by 7 sharp. You can keep your allowance as it is.

Me: Shit...