it's like we're running crazy eights 'round the track.
life kind of hates me.
first of all, my family was going to hit FL and neworleans for spring break, but then my dad got the stupid freaking flu. REALLY bad.
i needed the sun and the warmth. minnesota is like hell on earth.
cold, cold, boring hell.
and then my bro and i were planning on going up to our grandparents' house [they're cool].
but then we got the news that my great-grandma [my dad's grandma] is sick. really, really sick. like hospital-and-painkillers level. like she-might-not-make-it-much-longer sick.
i'm afraid of growing old. i'm afraid of my body and mind giving up on me.
maybe i'll just kill myself when i turn thirty or something.
so i'm stuck at home for all of break. wheeeee.
anyway, i don't know why, but i want a plaid skirt in a bad way.
one of those schoolgirl-style ones.
some days i just want to be a skank.
make boys look.
be an attention whore.
first of all, my family was going to hit FL and neworleans for spring break, but then my dad got the stupid freaking flu. REALLY bad.
i needed the sun and the warmth. minnesota is like hell on earth.
cold, cold, boring hell.
and then my bro and i were planning on going up to our grandparents' house [they're cool].
but then we got the news that my great-grandma [my dad's grandma] is sick. really, really sick. like hospital-and-painkillers level. like she-might-not-make-it-much-longer sick.
i'm afraid of growing old. i'm afraid of my body and mind giving up on me.
maybe i'll just kill myself when i turn thirty or something.
so i'm stuck at home for all of break. wheeeee.
anyway, i don't know why, but i want a plaid skirt in a bad way.
one of those schoolgirl-style ones.
some days i just want to be a skank.
make boys look.
be an attention whore.