have you ever noticed that with your mom every attirude you have is "an attitude." like, i'll my mom in the morning and i'll say morning mom and she'll be all like, "i don't like your attitude!" and i'm just like, well what did you want me to say? sup b***h? if i actually said that to her id be picking up my face with a spatula. (probably not spelled right.) and yesterday she walks in with a basket of cloaths and then puts it down and tells me to put it in the washer. and i said, "and you can't?" then i was like oh s**t! but what i was getting at was that she had the basket in her hands and she put the cloaths in it so she was all ready half way there. the only reason that people have kids is so they can be their slaves when they're older.
there's one odd thing about my mom is that she doesn't like the song i write sins not tragedies but she doesn't say anything about that one song thats about ********. the one from panic! at the disco. she is so weird.
i am really depressed for some reason. maybe its that i'm too damn fat. or that the guy i like either doesn't like me or he won't say that he does. or that a large population of the school hates me for no reason. or that my mom won't let me get the hair cut i want. well she will i just have to "do it in stages." i want really really really really short hair and my bangs going to the right of my face. well, whatever reason that i'm depressed, i'll get over it. hopefully.
wemo-chyan · Sat Feb 03, 2007 @ 12:03am · 0 Comments |