No, she means bitter.
Because you're mean, sarcastic, negative, and bad at comprehension.
I have an intolerance for peanuts and some other legumes but not tree nuts. I actually dont know if its an allergy or an intolerance, allergies have a quite specific definition. But I cant eat them otherwise my throat is fucked.
...Not literally of course. I dont go looking for throatjobs after I have some skippy.
I turn into a red lizzard when I drink. I'm the coolest x-men member /o/
My dad is out of the country right now, and he asked me to do some housekeeping for him while he was away. (My parents are divorced, and I live with my mom.) Earlier today I went to his house to check his mailbox, look for documents he asked me see to get and basically see if everything was okay. While I was looking for those documents, I came across his photo album and a high school yearbook- naturally I snooped.
I've looked at the photo album and yearbook before, but it was nice looking at them in my own terms without my dad looming over and pointing out everything. My dad, whom I've alway pictured as an adult, was actually eighteen years old once upon a time! There were photos of him during his university years, my parent's happier moments, and even my brother and I when we were young. I'm familiar with my mom's youthful days, but it was nice to know my dad's too.