Friday, August 6, 2010

Eighteen; Okay Storms, if you're going to come, be.. Interesting.



It's been storming on and off all day. Well, all week is more like it.

I watched the end of Mom, Dad and Her the other night, good movie, i think.

My moods have been everywhere! If i didn't know any better i'd swear i was pregnant.
Unless i'm another Mary?
I've been in a shitty mood, to a content mood, to so upset i want to cry.

FUCK
i've been touchy to the littlest things
like my mom making eggs for supper last night and i really didn't want them

i nearly cried
whattt the heelll, man?

I'm stressed out the ying yang, why? i don't know.
i want to pull out my hair, curl up in a ball, and have someone tell me it's all going to be alright.

HAHAHA. yes that'll happen.


Wayne's been annoying me lately, too.

GRAH. something about him, just, grrr.

We painted ONE of Porthos's toes, Wayne didn't like that.


Monday should be my last day of school, hopefully.


I want to watch a movie or something, what should i watch?
I want to watch Charlie St. Cloud, even though i don't really like Zach Efron.
I want to see Moulin Rouge, but apparently the site i'm on doesn't have it.

Hmm, what to watch.
The commercial about Russian girls looking for boyfriends should go away to.

I don't want to see you bending over and pushing your boobs together, jesus.

I can do that to! Don't see me puttin' that shit online!

My Friends need to grow the fuck up.

I hate my dad for making me realize what i have is so unbearably lucky.

My friends complain about the littlest things, i mean seriously.
My dad isn't here, i'll never see him again.

I have my mother, every day i'm horrified that she won't be coming home.

What do my friends do? Bitch and complain about everything
"My mom won't let me go to the mall! OMG!"
"My mom won't let me get more minutes, my life is over!"

GET THE FUCK OVER IT
or Veronica, okay girl, but her mom is sick.

Her mom can hardly walk, i mean, i know what that's like

a parent that's pratically paralyzed
and what does she do?"
"My mom is such a bitch! She makes me make her bed and do chorse!"
My dad had too much pride to even let me bring his bowl into the kitchen for him
It nearly killed him when people had to help him use the washroom, never mind when he had to use diapers.

AHHHHHH!

i need new friends that appreciate their parents, and realize their parents do what they do because they care for them or because they *Can't* physically do it.

Fuck.

I had a point to this post, what was it?