i.fe/r.mi.pashn.4.lven/g.s.ded
i have two boys on my background. they are so cute. i smile when i see them. i want that. i want what they have--it's cute. it's refreshing. i like seeing them together because it gives me a sort of comforting feeling. normally i'd have an ounce of envy, but not with them.
curious.
this kurfew bullshit exhausts me. i'm so tired of it. SO tired of it. when i get home at these times, i don't actually go to bed. i KNOW they know that. so wtf? what does it matter if i stroll in late? why should i be home at 10 to get 8 hours of sleep when i would have to be home at atleast 9:30 to be in bed and asleep at 10 for my 8 hours of rest? *SCREAMS* i'm beginning to think it's just for their sake, that maybe i'm loud when i come home and they don't want me coming in late at night and waking them up. *rolls his eyes* then give me a key to the front door. seriously. this kurfew thing isn't helping. ESPECIALLY when i'm coming home from school and sleeping 5 hours anyway. THEN, when it comes time to be asleep *the IDEAL time to be asleep* i'm wide awake and don't get to bed until atleast 1. (but that's ok because i've already gotten 4-5 hours of sleep that day)
*sigh*
whatever. i'm so tired of caring about that shit when i've got so much else to care about. i'm going to homecoming with sam baker now...i think. that should be fun. i have no clue as to what i'll wear though. *sigh*
w.e
*take note of my effort to write out full words above--it's failing*
well i'm feeling shitty. lonely. pissed off. and tired. so i think i'll start the lion king and work on some hw.
*flips off the camera and pushes it aside with his hand full on the lens*
curious.
this kurfew bullshit exhausts me. i'm so tired of it. SO tired of it. when i get home at these times, i don't actually go to bed. i KNOW they know that. so wtf? what does it matter if i stroll in late? why should i be home at 10 to get 8 hours of sleep when i would have to be home at atleast 9:30 to be in bed and asleep at 10 for my 8 hours of rest? *SCREAMS* i'm beginning to think it's just for their sake, that maybe i'm loud when i come home and they don't want me coming in late at night and waking them up. *rolls his eyes* then give me a key to the front door. seriously. this kurfew thing isn't helping. ESPECIALLY when i'm coming home from school and sleeping 5 hours anyway. THEN, when it comes time to be asleep *the IDEAL time to be asleep* i'm wide awake and don't get to bed until atleast 1. (but that's ok because i've already gotten 4-5 hours of sleep that day)
*sigh*
whatever. i'm so tired of caring about that shit when i've got so much else to care about. i'm going to homecoming with sam baker now...i think. that should be fun. i have no clue as to what i'll wear though. *sigh*
w.e
*take note of my effort to write out full words above--it's failing*
well i'm feeling shitty. lonely. pissed off. and tired. so i think i'll start the lion king and work on some hw.
*flips off the camera and pushes it aside with his hand full on the lens*