Sometimes I wish people just wouldn't say anything, ever. Parents are right about some things. "If you don't have something nice to say, don't say anything at all."
Today at dinner, my Mum said, "you were an ugly baby." So thanks, Mum, because that's something that every kid wants to hear.
So, what did I do today? I got up at exactly 11.22AM, and went on the computer to check my mail. Our internet is still ridiculously slow, and if it's because we've capped our internet use (on only the third of the month!) I'm going to stab someone. I watched American Pie II. Hahahaha. Then I spent 15 minutes on the exercycle and had a shower. Watched American Pie, The Wedding. Ate dinner (Mediterranean style, slow cooked chicken). Ate dessert (French Vanilla Icecream), and now here I am. Yaaaaay.
My life is so goddamn exciting.
FML.
Really, really FML.
I made a deal with Mum today. She said that if I pass all my Geo exams at the end of the year, I can go to England. Why did I agree? Stupidstupid. Of course, she was kinda drunk and sleepy from her wine, so it's a possibility that she'll forget, but then I thought that I could use the motivation. I will spend (and this is quoting Mrs Jeffries) "120 hours in Geography class this year, so why not make something of it?" She said I have a chance at getting Excellence.
How the hell does she know that? How does she deduce that, from all the N grades I've recieved? Ugh.
I just don't know what to say about things right now. Why do these things happen to me? Why is everything is my life so complicated and yet so not? I make things complicated.
I talk myself out of things that I should have done, and now everything is all FML because of the decisions that I made. I need a hug right now, so bad.
And I need more ice cream.
Ice cream and a hug.
Dulces sueños, mis queridos xxoxx
(-- Title: Into The Fire by Thirteen Senses).
Here's a hug:
ReplyDeleteHUG.
And here's some ice cream!
VIRTUAL ICE CREAM. FUN TO IMAGINE, NOT TO EAT.
When I was a baby, I had sticky out ears (well, I guess I still do) and no hair. I didn't have hair till I was like 1. And I couldn't walk or sit up or anything for ages. I was a slow baby. But I could talk before 2, so what does that say about my personality?? :P