tired, it's been a long weekend.
Being home from school on vacation, isn't what its cracked up to be. It's dreadfully boring here. I can't stand it one bit. Yuck. This is the reason I went to school so far from home.
Mother hasn't spent more than 10 minutes with me ever since I came home from school. It's always Carlton wants to do this. Carlton wants to do that. I feel sort of left out in the loop. Not that I care. I know why she's dilly-dallying around with this Carlton Hoopla-Whatever-His-Last-Name-Is. She's money hungry. It's not like we need it or anything. But I don't think it matters to her.
Ever since dad left and took a huge chunk out of our household income, she's be going ape-wacko trying to get it back up to 250,000 again. I tell her it doesn't matter, since she's got more money than she can handle on top of that. But like usual, she pretends I don't exist.
Vinnie-Ryan dropped in from whatever foreign country she toured this week. She had a really nice tan, though. I think she's gone to New Zealand again. I wouldn't blame her, it's very pretty.
She brought some goofy guy named Travis back with her and announced her superficial engagement. Horrah, Horrah. Kudos to them. Though, they do look cute together. When mom saw the rock on her finger, she smiled brighter than she did the first time Carlton picked her up in his fancy schmany custom designed Mercedes. That was blinding.
Last night, I snuck Riley in through the verandah window. He had roses of every color imaginable with him. That made me smile. He can't stand my mom. And mom can't stand him, since he isn't the one of, let's say, wealthiest, boys around. He brought me the song he made for me. And he played it, on the guitar I bought him for christmas. It was absolutely beautiful. We kissed for hours. And thats all. :-)
Mother hasn't spent more than 10 minutes with me ever since I came home from school. It's always Carlton wants to do this. Carlton wants to do that. I feel sort of left out in the loop. Not that I care. I know why she's dilly-dallying around with this Carlton Hoopla-Whatever-His-Last-Name-Is. She's money hungry. It's not like we need it or anything. But I don't think it matters to her.
Ever since dad left and took a huge chunk out of our household income, she's be going ape-wacko trying to get it back up to 250,000 again. I tell her it doesn't matter, since she's got more money than she can handle on top of that. But like usual, she pretends I don't exist.
Vinnie-Ryan dropped in from whatever foreign country she toured this week. She had a really nice tan, though. I think she's gone to New Zealand again. I wouldn't blame her, it's very pretty.
She brought some goofy guy named Travis back with her and announced her superficial engagement. Horrah, Horrah. Kudos to them. Though, they do look cute together. When mom saw the rock on her finger, she smiled brighter than she did the first time Carlton picked her up in his fancy schmany custom designed Mercedes. That was blinding.
Last night, I snuck Riley in through the verandah window. He had roses of every color imaginable with him. That made me smile. He can't stand my mom. And mom can't stand him, since he isn't the one of, let's say, wealthiest, boys around. He brought me the song he made for me. And he played it, on the guitar I bought him for christmas. It was absolutely beautiful. We kissed for hours. And thats all. :-)