I'm on a plain, I can't complain.
So, my original plan this morning was to take a turn from my usual April 5th festivities - crying - and instead celebrate Kurt’s life. I was going to take the day off (as I’ve yet to have my March Break yet) and have a calming day making icons and writing.
But of course the Muzzer has to be a complete and utter bitch to me. I swear, every single April 5th, she makes the day ever more horrid and emotional than it already is. We got into a major fight and she’s refusing to talk to me, let alone teach me, and stormed off in histrionics.
I won’t even bother going into what we were fighting about, it’s trivial, and will only end up upsetting me further.
But really, how dare she ruin my day? Taking a day off on April 5th has become a tradition of sorts, except for last year, when the Muzzer was a right bitch to me and wouldn’t let me. It started six years ago, my tradition, and I don’t want it to fall to ruins just because my Mother decides it is so.
Bah!
I can recall what I did every single April 5th. My most horrid memory was five years ago when it fell on a Friday. That was truly the most horrible day I have ever lived, and I almost committed suicide that day. I’d forgotten just how depressed I used to be. I am proud to say that I’ve been in a pretty calm and content state in my life for over a year.
I only wished I still got MTV2 and could watch all the Nirvana and grunge programs they used to play. They didn’t play it last year either. Did they give up on ten years?
Davey - is lunch done already? Pray for me, I know have to go upstairs and face the Muzzer.
But of course the Muzzer has to be a complete and utter bitch to me. I swear, every single April 5th, she makes the day ever more horrid and emotional than it already is. We got into a major fight and she’s refusing to talk to me, let alone teach me, and stormed off in histrionics.
I won’t even bother going into what we were fighting about, it’s trivial, and will only end up upsetting me further.
But really, how dare she ruin my day? Taking a day off on April 5th has become a tradition of sorts, except for last year, when the Muzzer was a right bitch to me and wouldn’t let me. It started six years ago, my tradition, and I don’t want it to fall to ruins just because my Mother decides it is so.
Bah!
I can recall what I did every single April 5th. My most horrid memory was five years ago when it fell on a Friday. That was truly the most horrible day I have ever lived, and I almost committed suicide that day. I’d forgotten just how depressed I used to be. I am proud to say that I’ve been in a pretty calm and content state in my life for over a year.
I only wished I still got MTV2 and could watch all the Nirvana and grunge programs they used to play. They didn’t play it last year either. Did they give up on ten years?
Davey - is lunch done already? Pray for me, I know have to go upstairs and face the Muzzer.