extremely
today was terrible.
i got sick at like, 3am this morning. so i couldn't even go to school and show off my tattoo, which i was highly disappointed about. then i got yelled at. and now my dad's being selfish because he didn't get to spend any of the money on himself that he earned from selling his car--which is the money he got to spend on himself in the first place? i was already in a bad mood, and that put me off even more. i just walked into my room and started crying.
it just seems that with every growing day i want to not live in oregon anymore. i don't want to live with my parents. i just want to live on my own and pay rent and live on toast and tea and noodles and go to school and read books. that's all. and it's not even because i don't like my parents--because i love them--i just don't want to deal with their problems anymore; because their problems become my problems, and i just want to keep our problems separate. it might seem selfish, but i want to keep my sanity this year.
at any rate, i did a bunch of reading today. i'm reading "my horizontal life" by chelsea handler. it's pretty amusing, i guess. i haven't laughed out loud at any of it, but i can appreciate the humor.
i've also pretty much come to the decision that i want "yes" and "no" tattooed (in white ink, maybe?) on my wrists. it comes from "extremely loud & incredibly close", because it has become one of my favorite books, and sometimes i really do just want to open my hand and have the word "yes" or "no" be there. i'm still not sure, though. it just sounds like a good idea. i'm accumulating quotes that i really like, so we'll see. i'm not in any rush to get anymore ink, but at the same time, i really want more literary tattoos. i want parenthesis, and my freedom birds; i know that for sure.
i'm tired and i have a really bad headache. i think i'm going to go to bed early that way tomorrow i'll be rested, and it might be good.
i hope megan had a good birthday though! she is all eighteen now, and i am happy for her! [:
i got sick at like, 3am this morning. so i couldn't even go to school and show off my tattoo, which i was highly disappointed about. then i got yelled at. and now my dad's being selfish because he didn't get to spend any of the money on himself that he earned from selling his car--which is the money he got to spend on himself in the first place? i was already in a bad mood, and that put me off even more. i just walked into my room and started crying.
it just seems that with every growing day i want to not live in oregon anymore. i don't want to live with my parents. i just want to live on my own and pay rent and live on toast and tea and noodles and go to school and read books. that's all. and it's not even because i don't like my parents--because i love them--i just don't want to deal with their problems anymore; because their problems become my problems, and i just want to keep our problems separate. it might seem selfish, but i want to keep my sanity this year.
at any rate, i did a bunch of reading today. i'm reading "my horizontal life" by chelsea handler. it's pretty amusing, i guess. i haven't laughed out loud at any of it, but i can appreciate the humor.
i've also pretty much come to the decision that i want "yes" and "no" tattooed (in white ink, maybe?) on my wrists. it comes from "extremely loud & incredibly close", because it has become one of my favorite books, and sometimes i really do just want to open my hand and have the word "yes" or "no" be there. i'm still not sure, though. it just sounds like a good idea. i'm accumulating quotes that i really like, so we'll see. i'm not in any rush to get anymore ink, but at the same time, i really want more literary tattoos. i want parenthesis, and my freedom birds; i know that for sure.
i'm tired and i have a really bad headache. i think i'm going to go to bed early that way tomorrow i'll be rested, and it might be good.
i hope megan had a good birthday though! she is all eighteen now, and i am happy for her! [: