One for the money, two for the show.
I'm sorry if you've tried to call me in these last four days and I haven't answered. I've just been so out of it lately and I don't even know why. It's just a combination of different things, I think. I've been throwing myself into work and writing every chance I get. Keeping busy will take my mind off a lot of things I really don't want to think about right now.
I have blatantly been disregarding my homework all weekend, and I still have no intention of doing it. I just don't care about it right now. I even have a huge project for Ms. Dykefest due tomorrow that I have yet to start. Fuck it, I'm switching out of that class anyway.
I hate school so much. I'm dreading the thought of having to go tomorrow. I want summer to hurry up and be here.
One of my mom's cousins that I've never met, let alone heard of, called today. And apparently she knows who I am. She was telling me how she had a baby or something like that, I dunno, I wasn't really paying attention. The point is, I hate when people know who YOU are, and assume that you know them as well. Why beat around the bush? Why not just come out and tell me who you are when I first pick up the phone?Hell, as a courtesy to everyone else, when I call a family member the first thing I say is "Hi,it's Daniela," because amongst the billions of relatives they have,how do I know they're going to remember me?
I've been slumming it big time. I need to get everything back together because I feel like things won't get better for me if I don't.
My mom's friend, Barbara, is in the hospital so we're watching her dog. I don't know why I just wrote that. That wasn't even important.
Joe finally got the "Crap Mobile" plate for his car that he ordered.If you see a shitty car parked in the school lot, with a tag on the nose that says "The Crap Mobile" in red letters, please throw spaghetti sauce all over it. He thinks that when we leave school and he points to the sky in a Batman-esque way and says "To the crap mobile!" that it's the funniest thing ever. Personally, I find it embarrassing.
I have blatantly been disregarding my homework all weekend, and I still have no intention of doing it. I just don't care about it right now. I even have a huge project for Ms. Dykefest due tomorrow that I have yet to start. Fuck it, I'm switching out of that class anyway.
I hate school so much. I'm dreading the thought of having to go tomorrow. I want summer to hurry up and be here.
One of my mom's cousins that I've never met, let alone heard of, called today. And apparently she knows who I am. She was telling me how she had a baby or something like that, I dunno, I wasn't really paying attention. The point is, I hate when people know who YOU are, and assume that you know them as well. Why beat around the bush? Why not just come out and tell me who you are when I first pick up the phone?Hell, as a courtesy to everyone else, when I call a family member the first thing I say is "Hi,it's Daniela," because amongst the billions of relatives they have,how do I know they're going to remember me?
I've been slumming it big time. I need to get everything back together because I feel like things won't get better for me if I don't.
My mom's friend, Barbara, is in the hospital so we're watching her dog. I don't know why I just wrote that. That wasn't even important.
Joe finally got the "Crap Mobile" plate for his car that he ordered.If you see a shitty car parked in the school lot, with a tag on the nose that says "The Crap Mobile" in red letters, please throw spaghetti sauce all over it. He thinks that when we leave school and he points to the sky in a Batman-esque way and says "To the crap mobile!" that it's the funniest thing ever. Personally, I find it embarrassing.