| Mom: GO TO YOUR ROOM |
| Brother: that's not fair |
| Mom: DO AS I SAY. |
| Brother: You never send Lizzie to her room when she's in trouble!! |
| Mom: Lizzie never leaves her room. If she were in trouble I'd make her sit in the living room or go outside or talk to human beings. |
| Me: I CAN HEAR YOU. |
| before people get to know me: Oh my god you're so shy...and quiet...it's adorable |
| after we become friends: DEAR GOD DO YOU EVER SHUT UP |