Could you be normal for once? Please?
So I'm up to my ass in debt... and my mom is just sitting back and laughing at me... hey ya know thanks for helping. $25 for MCBA State Finals hoodie, $45 for DVD for MCBA State Finals, $330 for my letterman's jacket, $80 for shoes, something like $30 for my flute hoodie and $25 for the sweatpants... wow... so I'm pulling all this money out of my savings account... which is okay by me but pisses my mom off cuz it's for college. But ya know what, if she's so pissed off about me spending my college money why doesn't she help me? I mysteriously lost $20... kinda makes me mad but then again I think about it, and I don't really care. I've got enough in my wallet alone to pay for my MCBA hoodie and DVD and maybe either a flute hoodie or sweatpants... guess I'll have to resort back to raking the lawn ($40) or cleaning the house ($30). Just wait till it starts snowing... oh yeah... guess who'll be out there with a shovel because her mom thinks she can't handle the snow blower. OH YEAH. Guess who's smaller than me and can't handle it whether she thinks she can or not. OH YEAH.
OH YEAH! Megan is out of the hospital... and she's walking again... yay! Yay for Megan!
I like talking to Rocky... I should talk to that boy more often... my self esteem always goes up when talking to him... haha maybe it's because the first thing he says to me is "UR A CUTIE"
I totally found my academics letter (for my letterman's jacket) underneath shotgun in Shelly's car... it made me really really happy. Like this: = D
My mom said that she'd pay for a class ring if I wanted one, but she refuses to pay for a varsity jacket. I bet she said she'd pay for a class ring so she'd LOOK like a normal parent but she actually knew that I didn't want one! Or maybe I'm infusing her with too much intelligence... hmm... the world may never know. But tell me, what is the point of having a ring over a coat? It doesn't do anything. It sits there, then you grow out of it. THAZ IT! A coat though... it would keep me warm... granted, I have a coat. I like my coat very much. But I digress....
And I digress even more:
Sometimes when I'm talking to my mom, and she tries to sound smart or just stops listening to me, it feels kinda like I'm talking/listening to a dead person. Like if I were to shine a flashlight in her eyes they'd just... sit...there... and wouldn't dialate...or... anything..... Sometimes it annoys the crap outta me but I guess I've learned to deal with it. Like today when I got in the car she was like, You never told me you lost your academics letter! (When I told her last week... when I lost it.... cuz I was really upset about it. Seriously. I was. Ask anyone. I went into a sort of depression because I worked so fucking hard for that thing and my GPA ended up being 4.493 THANK GOD they round up.)
Wow.
Really long, really pointlessssssssssssss
Feel the wrath of my S!
HAZZA!
OH YEAH! Megan is out of the hospital... and she's walking again... yay! Yay for Megan!
I like talking to Rocky... I should talk to that boy more often... my self esteem always goes up when talking to him... haha maybe it's because the first thing he says to me is "UR A CUTIE"
I totally found my academics letter (for my letterman's jacket) underneath shotgun in Shelly's car... it made me really really happy. Like this: = D
My mom said that she'd pay for a class ring if I wanted one, but she refuses to pay for a varsity jacket. I bet she said she'd pay for a class ring so she'd LOOK like a normal parent but she actually knew that I didn't want one! Or maybe I'm infusing her with too much intelligence... hmm... the world may never know. But tell me, what is the point of having a ring over a coat? It doesn't do anything. It sits there, then you grow out of it. THAZ IT! A coat though... it would keep me warm... granted, I have a coat. I like my coat very much. But I digress....
And I digress even more:
Sometimes when I'm talking to my mom, and she tries to sound smart or just stops listening to me, it feels kinda like I'm talking/listening to a dead person. Like if I were to shine a flashlight in her eyes they'd just... sit...there... and wouldn't dialate...or... anything..... Sometimes it annoys the crap outta me but I guess I've learned to deal with it. Like today when I got in the car she was like, You never told me you lost your academics letter! (When I told her last week... when I lost it.... cuz I was really upset about it. Seriously. I was. Ask anyone. I went into a sort of depression because I worked so fucking hard for that thing and my GPA ended up being 4.493 THANK GOD they round up.)
Wow.
Really long, really pointlessssssssssssss
Feel the wrath of my S!
HAZZA!