passed out on the overpass...
Well, my mom just decided the day that i was going to write the letter to Mr. Schott to graduate early, that she wasn't going to let me anymore. Brightens my fucking day. Also i get about an hour and a half lecture on life. I will pretty much not be able to move out when i turn 18 like i planned. I am just going to run off to fucking college like its been fucking planned for me. And for what? To have a nice career that pays me good money to work 10-12 hours a day and live in my average american home for the rest of my life. Come home from work sit on my ass watch tv, eat food, and go to sleep. Sounds like the fucking life for me. Yeah i can't wait to grow up, just how i planned it. I want to do something different with life, and the way that my parents are throwing me into it is just goiing to get me exactly where they are. so what they want me to turn out exactly like them, but my mom was saying that she doesn't want me to end up like her. That makes a ton of fucking sense. I am the fucking future, and i want to make my life the way i want it to goddamn be. Or, maybe i'm just caught up in the not wanting to grow up thing...