I had a survey...
But it took up too much bloody room. So, I decided to just plain out delete it. HAPPY EASTER. I personally didn't do shit, except for watch Comedy Center basically all day. My mom pissed me off a little by talking to her mom, who she says she hates talking to on the phone, for a little over an hour. Gossiping. Ooooooooh, joy. Gossip. About nothing. Whoopie do. My mom says that we should never talk about our family (meaning me, my mom, my dad, or my sister) to her mother, my other grandmom, my Aunt Mollie, Uncle Steve, Nate, or Amber, but then she quizes me, my sister, and her mother (who I refuse to call my grandma, only Grandmother, mostly because she disgusts me for being a racist, self-centered woman who only cares about herself and nothing else) about what's going on with my dad's side of the family (Steve, Mollie, Amber, Nate) or her side, because she doesn't talk to them. It bothers the hell out of me. Personally, I don't say shit to them, meaning my dad's side, about much and they don't fill me in on pointless shit, mostly because they know I don't give a shit. Anyway, the one I talk to the most, Nathan, the thing we talk about most is track (we are both on our school team, both varsity) or Punk music. Or just about everything else. Basically, quizzing me on their lives is pointless. My sister gives up information easily, as does my mom's mom. Wow, if I kept the "my mom's mom" stuff up, this could get confusing very fast. I got an e-mail from my girl, Lauren, today. It makes me extremely happy that she cares so much for me. I think we really got truthfully close when she and Chris broke up (and then shortly got back together) because then she learned about the shit that went down with you-know-who and then found out about my...erm, happy little past. I'm glad that she knows that she can talk about her own little bit of history because I went through something quite similiar and I am proof that you can get over stuff like that. No, I am not saying what we have in common.