May 29, 2004 01:14
So I hate my mom, because she's trying to keep me from being a football trainer next year. But if she thinks I'm giving up on this, I absolutely am NOT. This is too cool for me to do than to just roll over and give in to her- that's all I ever fucking do.
She also left my sister alone just long enough for her to bust her head open on the bathroom floor tiles, so we went to the ER and she got her forehead gash glued back together. Now it's an hour into Saturday, and Dom's probably going to get up in a few hours and go to Basic Training for the goddamn Marines, and not become a football pro and marry me and father my children.
Is it bad that I honestly would like to marry this kid? I'm sure it'll pass, but I've never really had this kind of crush before. I just want to tell him and get it off my chest so I can see if he wants to go anywhere with me, and if not I can force myself to get over it. But when I tried that method with Jackson, I completely crashed and burned. At least the fucker had a nice time at prom.
So yeah, I really don't want to crash and burn with Dom. Maybe if my mom wasn't such a fucking bitch, I could flirt with him at practice. I'm seriously going to be there after school on tuesday, and she can kiss my ass. That's that.
"Please let me through!"