crappy ass day
did i ever mention how much i can't stand my mom sometimes? as usual, my family always goes up north for memorial day weekend, including this year. so mom leaves yesterday morning, and my dad, bobby and i aren't supposed to come up until saturday morning cause dad has to work today, and instead we're staying up till tuesday. now i got all excited because this means that i can go see eddie money this time, since dad promised the next time he's in town, we'll go see him. alright, that's about the best thing that'll be written in here. my problems began this morning...
yesterday, at pratice, my eyelid started bleeding, and i thought nothing much of it, but when i got back from work it was kinda swollen. dad said that when i wake up today, to call him and let him know how it is. so today i wake up, and it's swollen so much that my eye is half shut. dad comes home from work, and on the way to the clinic i say 'well dad, journey is coming this summer' dad: oh okay, maybe we'll see them instead. me: "what do you mean? aren't we going to eddie money?". ends up my mom got mad at dad cause we couldn't come up until saturday and said 'well, if you have time to see eddie money, why don't you come see me?' mon dieu. the one good thing that could've happened this weekend is ruined. and i've been looking forward to this for a month! and my eye is fricken swollen that everybody looks at me weirdly and then i'm still feeling fat about myself and this day fucking sucks! what the hell is wrong with people sometimes?! i can guarantee you that i won't be able to see journey cause of my mom, or once i return from up north to know that the tix are on sale, they'll be too much for me buy. damnit.
yesterday, at pratice, my eyelid started bleeding, and i thought nothing much of it, but when i got back from work it was kinda swollen. dad said that when i wake up today, to call him and let him know how it is. so today i wake up, and it's swollen so much that my eye is half shut. dad comes home from work, and on the way to the clinic i say 'well dad, journey is coming this summer' dad: oh okay, maybe we'll see them instead. me: "what do you mean? aren't we going to eddie money?". ends up my mom got mad at dad cause we couldn't come up until saturday and said 'well, if you have time to see eddie money, why don't you come see me?' mon dieu. the one good thing that could've happened this weekend is ruined. and i've been looking forward to this for a month! and my eye is fricken swollen that everybody looks at me weirdly and then i'm still feeling fat about myself and this day fucking sucks! what the hell is wrong with people sometimes?! i can guarantee you that i won't be able to see journey cause of my mom, or once i return from up north to know that the tix are on sale, they'll be too much for me buy. damnit.