And the least they ever gave you was the most you ever knew...
Well boys and girls, it's time for another lesson in breaking points. I woke up this morning at 9:15 and thought how great 3 day weekends are. That was a few seconds before I shit myself when I realized I was an hour late for marching rehearsal. I had forgot to remind my dad about it last night, so he forgot. And Jenkins called my MOM who will now find another reason to sue my dad that she'll pull out of her ass. And she'll drag me right into the middle of the fucking thing. So this event coupled with the events of last weekend just makes for a whole bunch of shit about to hit the fan. And when these kinds of things happen, it's impossible to stand up for yourself or pick sides because you'll end up hurting those people you never want to hurt. So I just tune myself out and hide. I shouldn't have to be worried about this kind of stuff, but I'm forced to.