i should REALLY be cleaning my room and packing, since i only have 4 days left until i move and my room is a wreck but idk every time i look at this mess and try to think about packing it, i just... cant. it's too much mess and i still dont know what i want to take yet and idkkkkkk. how am i supposed to do this? how am i supposed to move my LIFE from one place to another?
and, my friend's have all moved already. so it's like, i'm next. and i can't even imagine it really happening. i'm feeling a little panicky. i mean, i know it's fine, but wowwwww. this is a huge step.
me and my mom fought about pot today lol. i told her it wasn't addictive and she was like YES IT IS IF IT ISNT THEN WHY DO SO MANY PPL SMOKE IT. idk i can't talk to her about anything. she's right, i'm wrong 100% of the time. w/e. she also thinks i'm gonna be a drinker because my dad is an alcoholic. W/E MOM I'M OBV SMARTER THAN U SINCE I GRADUATED HIGH SCHOOL.
this entry is ridiculous.
did anyone ever see that true life where the poor kid had clowns for parents? and she was all emo? how ironic is that. your parents are CLOWNS and you're depressed.