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Meiju is asking me to go to sleep now. She's persistent. Which is good because I SHOULD go to sleep. Just too tired to move. Or too delirious. In any case.
Today I've had one of those jaw-jarring feelings all day. Kinda feels like my teeth are coming off all at once even though they're just fine. I gather the feeling is related to caffeine in some way, but I have scant idea if it comes from lack or overdose of said substance because drinking coffee first heightens the feeling and then subdues it.
What the fuck is up with parents these days?
I'm not gonna go to the whole tired subject of today's lousy parents. I don't have the energy to, no matter how much I have to say on that. Instead, I'll bitch at you on how parents, as a species, make way too big a deal about their kid's prospective graduation from the secondary school more commonly known as lukio.
Seriously! It's a stupid white sailor-hat and some latin words on a piece of paper! Sure it's IMPORTANT, but I reckon the line has been crossed when some mother tried to book fucking catering for her daughter's hat-party when the maggot started her first year, FIRST YEAR, of lukio. Hey, the proud-in-advance mother didn't even GET the caterer. MY mother got them! Mom's had frames for me and my sister's graduation pics ever since my brother got his stupid hat. That's what, three years now.
Whatever, I'm off to bed.
Today I've had one of those jaw-jarring feelings all day. Kinda feels like my teeth are coming off all at once even though they're just fine. I gather the feeling is related to caffeine in some way, but I have scant idea if it comes from lack or overdose of said substance because drinking coffee first heightens the feeling and then subdues it.
What the fuck is up with parents these days?
I'm not gonna go to the whole tired subject of today's lousy parents. I don't have the energy to, no matter how much I have to say on that. Instead, I'll bitch at you on how parents, as a species, make way too big a deal about their kid's prospective graduation from the secondary school more commonly known as lukio.
Seriously! It's a stupid white sailor-hat and some latin words on a piece of paper! Sure it's IMPORTANT, but I reckon the line has been crossed when some mother tried to book fucking catering for her daughter's hat-party when the maggot started her first year, FIRST YEAR, of lukio. Hey, the proud-in-advance mother didn't even GET the caterer. MY mother got them! Mom's had frames for me and my sister's graduation pics ever since my brother got his stupid hat. That's what, three years now.
Whatever, I'm off to bed.