Mar 13, 2007 18:46
Every time I try to talk to her she gets in my face about things I should do instead of what I'm doing. Like if I ask her to stop smoking because of the health issues (both first and second hand) she comes back with "And what about you? Huh? You don't eat breakfast and you keep telling me you can't get through the line fast enough to get lunch! Why should I stop smoking if you won't even feed yourself?"
I can't stand it I hate it hate it hate it so so so much cause.. REALLY. What kind of sense does that make? As if me not eating lunch and leaving too early to eat breakfast is going to hurt anyone else. Like me not eating until dinner is going to make everything everyone owns smell like New York in the 50s or like the bar down the street. Like her reasons are better than mine.
But they are, because she said them, because she can send me to my room and ground me for months, because she can kick and slap and do whatever the hell she wants to do to me because it's her. Because she's the boss and she owns everything here. She makes the rules, she breaks them, she doesn't care unless I do something wrong, then it's just another one of those nights that turns into one of those mornings..
I started a project today.
I love how Ryan and Simon are friends.