(no subject)
i woke up at 7:30
got ready
looked at houses with my parents (we're selling ours)
went to church
went to eat
went to the hospital...my uncle is in serious condition...i hate when she crys
came home
was sent on errands
was lectured...
about my grades...its was alright actually, my daddy was really nice
oh and my tardies
AND my absences
every morning when i leave the house
i have to make sure that my bedroom is spotless and my bathroom is sparkling
the lock box that hangs on our front door means that
realtors can bring their clients at n e time of the day
when i think about it,
it feels rather ______ to know
that when i am at school...further preparing myself for the real world (haha)
there are strangers looking at my living room and my backyard
my room and my closet and my bathroom
they are staring and critiquing ever inch of my home
but then again i did that today to 4 different families i guess
soon ill have to pack my things
and sort through all the useless junk ive stashed
i cant help but be a pack rat
and while im doing that
i have to force myself to do my homework
and study for those fucking tests
and i want to
but
somehow
i cant make myself read the book
or write the paper
and i end up going to school empty-handed
stage directions????
got ready
looked at houses with my parents (we're selling ours)
went to church
went to eat
went to the hospital...my uncle is in serious condition...i hate when she crys
came home
was sent on errands
was lectured...
about my grades...its was alright actually, my daddy was really nice
oh and my tardies
AND my absences
every morning when i leave the house
i have to make sure that my bedroom is spotless and my bathroom is sparkling
the lock box that hangs on our front door means that
realtors can bring their clients at n e time of the day
when i think about it,
it feels rather ______ to know
that when i am at school...further preparing myself for the real world (haha)
there are strangers looking at my living room and my backyard
my room and my closet and my bathroom
they are staring and critiquing ever inch of my home
but then again i did that today to 4 different families i guess
soon ill have to pack my things
and sort through all the useless junk ive stashed
i cant help but be a pack rat
and while im doing that
i have to force myself to do my homework
and study for those fucking tests
and i want to
but
somehow
i cant make myself read the book
or write the paper
and i end up going to school empty-handed
stage directions????