responsibilties and realizations...hummdeeedeeedumm♥
wellllll,,
i've been thinking,
and
im not shure if it's good thinking, or bad thinking,
but i've been thinking.
i've come to realize that i have alot of responsiblities.
alot
and
i don't take to them very well.
i have responsibilties
♦at home
♦at school
♦and pretty much everywhere else.
i've realized that maybe all this yelling and stuff is my fault,
maybe my mom is right,
i don't do much around the house,
yet,
i think i deserve everything..
so to speak.
im really amazed that i get away with soo much stuff.
i guess i figure if i don't do what i gotta do then eventually someone else will have to do it
i guess i believe im a piece of roaltiy and im supposed to where a crown, and i expect everyone to bow down to me..
it's not that.
i kno that.
i kno better than that.
i used to always think that if i did what i had to do, get good grades, be responsible my mom would have to be proud of me,
after awhile, i just started figuring that nomatter what i do that it was never gunna work.
so
in time i became one on one with myself and figured,
hey! if she's not gunna be proud, then why bother?
and that's what i did.
i quit studying,
i quit turning work in,
and
i lied about having homework just so i wouldn't have to do it.
last year when i thought maybe,
just maybe,
if i got all honors classes i could make my mom happy,
so i did.
i worked my ass off to get them and i did.
and yet,
she wasn't happy.
i need to do my homework and stop putting it off,
thinking,
it'll do itself or something.
i have soo much stuff.
homework,
chores,
everything.
i need to take responsibility for those things and for my actions.
my mom, isn't the best mom ever, and i kno im deffinately not the best daughter but i guess i could try to be alittle more...helpful.
my mom does do alot of work,
maybe not for me,
but she does.
i have alot of stuff,
true, most of it i bought on my own,
but.
she pays the cell phone bill,
she pays the cable,
she pays the internet,
she drives me around everywhere,
she takes me out of school early,
she writes excuses,
and me,
i sit back and think she should after the way she treats me..
spoiled.
im gunna make a pack with myself.
my grades are..pleasing, passable even, but they can be better. i kno that.
no more goofing around with things, and im gunna take that responsibility of doing my homework, doing my chores, and who kno's maybe i can make my mom...satisfied with me.
who kno's.
maybe im reading this off into another direction like i've done before,
but hey.
this can help me out too.
annnnd.
i should probably start listening to him when he tells me to do my homework and quit talking to him,
probably.
he's always gunna be there when i need him,
he's alwaysss gunna be there.
I'm Erica and I'm supposed to help.
sooo,
that's what i'll do.
i'll take my responsibilities and i'll go threw with it,
and
the outcome..
im not shure yet,
but i do hope it will be good.
i've been thinking,
and
im not shure if it's good thinking, or bad thinking,
but i've been thinking.
i've come to realize that i have alot of responsiblities.
alot
and
i don't take to them very well.
i have responsibilties
♦at home
♦at school
♦and pretty much everywhere else.
i've realized that maybe all this yelling and stuff is my fault,
maybe my mom is right,
i don't do much around the house,
yet,
i think i deserve everything..
so to speak.
im really amazed that i get away with soo much stuff.
i guess i figure if i don't do what i gotta do then eventually someone else will have to do it
i guess i believe im a piece of roaltiy and im supposed to where a crown, and i expect everyone to bow down to me..
it's not that.
i kno that.
i kno better than that.
i used to always think that if i did what i had to do, get good grades, be responsible my mom would have to be proud of me,
after awhile, i just started figuring that nomatter what i do that it was never gunna work.
so
in time i became one on one with myself and figured,
hey! if she's not gunna be proud, then why bother?
and that's what i did.
i quit studying,
i quit turning work in,
and
i lied about having homework just so i wouldn't have to do it.
last year when i thought maybe,
just maybe,
if i got all honors classes i could make my mom happy,
so i did.
i worked my ass off to get them and i did.
and yet,
she wasn't happy.
i need to do my homework and stop putting it off,
thinking,
it'll do itself or something.
i have soo much stuff.
homework,
chores,
everything.
i need to take responsibility for those things and for my actions.
my mom, isn't the best mom ever, and i kno im deffinately not the best daughter but i guess i could try to be alittle more...helpful.
my mom does do alot of work,
maybe not for me,
but she does.
i have alot of stuff,
true, most of it i bought on my own,
but.
she pays the cell phone bill,
she pays the cable,
she pays the internet,
she drives me around everywhere,
she takes me out of school early,
she writes excuses,
and me,
i sit back and think she should after the way she treats me..
spoiled.
im gunna make a pack with myself.
my grades are..pleasing, passable even, but they can be better. i kno that.
no more goofing around with things, and im gunna take that responsibility of doing my homework, doing my chores, and who kno's maybe i can make my mom...satisfied with me.
who kno's.
maybe im reading this off into another direction like i've done before,
but hey.
this can help me out too.
annnnd.
i should probably start listening to him when he tells me to do my homework and quit talking to him,
probably.
he's always gunna be there when i need him,
he's alwaysss gunna be there.
I'm Erica and I'm supposed to help.
sooo,
that's what i'll do.
i'll take my responsibilities and i'll go threw with it,
and
the outcome..
im not shure yet,
but i do hope it will be good.