I will write everyday if I can. And I didn't write yesterday. I know.
I (damnit my mom won't stop texting me! I do NOT have unlimited text!) You know, out of the brackets. Texting drives me fucking crazy. If you have like, more than two sentences to utter, call me. UUGGHHHH. She won't stop!! Its one of those mornings, I can feel it. The tiniest little kick will turn me to the dark side. It will take nothing to piss me off. On this occasion, it happens to be asking me questions about my day that I just don't care to answer. I also already said it all yesterday.
Parents, parents, parents. I have four parents. I am sure there are many kids in America who live in this same situation. And there are even more who probably have more parents who have remarried over and over again. Those poor souls probably don't even have a parent to relate to or attach to. My my.
However, as lovely as my parents are, I really start to hate it when I have to repeat the same thing over and over again. And if one doesn't hear something, because I told the other and forgot, I get that puppy like whimper of "No, you didn't tell me." I would LOVE to put my mom and dad on conference calls and just say, "Shut your mouths. This is what's going on. Please, no questions until after the meeting has adjourned. Rita MORE COFFEE!" I don't know who Rita is, but she is one of the best assistants that has ever graced this earth.
Man. I need to run or something. I can feel stress coming from no where. I hate that kind. It snowballs out of nothing.
This is a weaker post. Sorry. But hey... practice, practice, practice.
Maybe all you need is a little bit of this:
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