1 week and 3 days
My sis is selling me her Computer and scanner/printer. I can't wait till I have the money!
Things aren't 100% great but then they never are you know. I sort of have a plan for after my first two years of college.. I just have to talk it over with a person and do a lot of thinking about it.. I told my mom and the first thing she did was say "You don't love me?" and then she started crying.. Everytime I start planning something that doesn't include her and isn't somewhere for her easily bug me she starts crying and says I don't love her..It just makes me want to hit my head on the desk SEVERAL times.
At McDonalds we just got done have the big mcdonalds guy 'testing' us. He was there to make sure everything was being ran like it was sposed to be...talk about tense times! Paul was there before him yelling at everyone cause the store was 'messy' which he calls messy dust in the corner of the farthest corner! ughe... I really don't like it there.. Cody finally is over Cassie but now he is actually DATING someone...'OMG' right?..right...but I don't know if I like this girl at all.
Moms yelling for me and bro...gah...*goes to see whats wrong*
GAH Her life is so damn bad isn't it? I go in there and she yells at me because there is cat crap on the dirty clothes piled by the washer...Okkkkk...soooo..put them in the freakin washer BEFORE they pile up! Your the one who took away their litter box in the first place! I'm SICK of this...and then she started throwing things...what-the-fuck... We always have to be concerned about HER feelings and be careful not to make HER feel bad..but does she care about how she makes us feel? I would think NOT. She hasn't EVER asked me how my day has been unless I have HINTED at her to ask. And don't even get me started on her husband..
I was actually in a good mood beleive it or not..when I started this journal..but mom just had to come home and start yelling.... Please..if I ever have kids..and I yell at them all the time and never ask them how their day was and all I want to talk about is how EVERYthing in my life is fucked up..please just take a gun to my head...I would rather die then make my kids feel like my mom makes me feel..
Tata'..maybe next time I'll actually have something happy to write..
Things aren't 100% great but then they never are you know. I sort of have a plan for after my first two years of college.. I just have to talk it over with a person and do a lot of thinking about it.. I told my mom and the first thing she did was say "You don't love me?" and then she started crying.. Everytime I start planning something that doesn't include her and isn't somewhere for her easily bug me she starts crying and says I don't love her..It just makes me want to hit my head on the desk SEVERAL times.
At McDonalds we just got done have the big mcdonalds guy 'testing' us. He was there to make sure everything was being ran like it was sposed to be...talk about tense times! Paul was there before him yelling at everyone cause the store was 'messy' which he calls messy dust in the corner of the farthest corner! ughe... I really don't like it there.. Cody finally is over Cassie but now he is actually DATING someone...'OMG' right?..right...but I don't know if I like this girl at all.
Moms yelling for me and bro...gah...*goes to see whats wrong*
GAH Her life is so damn bad isn't it? I go in there and she yells at me because there is cat crap on the dirty clothes piled by the washer...Okkkkk...soooo..put them in the freakin washer BEFORE they pile up! Your the one who took away their litter box in the first place! I'm SICK of this...and then she started throwing things...what-the-fuck... We always have to be concerned about HER feelings and be careful not to make HER feel bad..but does she care about how she makes us feel? I would think NOT. She hasn't EVER asked me how my day has been unless I have HINTED at her to ask. And don't even get me started on her husband..
I was actually in a good mood beleive it or not..when I started this journal..but mom just had to come home and start yelling.... Please..if I ever have kids..and I yell at them all the time and never ask them how their day was and all I want to talk about is how EVERYthing in my life is fucked up..please just take a gun to my head...I would rather die then make my kids feel like my mom makes me feel..
Tata'..maybe next time I'll actually have something happy to write..