Saturday, December 31, 2005
She's looking at me,"Where is she?"
There's no answer 'cause you're all too busy
Going to work in the morning earning chunks of
money
Don't give me excuses 'cause she's still your baby, maybe
In short. Yst, 2/1's gathering at my place was rad. In short, rugby, basketball, volleyball, hours of DDR & plenty of fluids. It ends with bruises & sweat patches on our shirts. But, it was worth it.
Yst, stephy could sleepover, which is a first. But, yay. Nothing much, just that now casey's added onto the people-who-know-my-life's-biggest-secret list. The rest ain't worth the torture of aching fingers.
Dad & Mom love to assume stuff. They assume that my mood now is due to the lack of sleep. Rrright. News Flash to all parents: never, EVER, assume. Don't think you're so smart & that you know you children inside out, or like you're their best friend. You're not, at least not for me.
People who read my posts often realise i like to critisize everything. From parents, siblings to the world. Ya'll might think i'm such a pain in the reer, or that i'm such a brat & ain't thankful for whatever i have. Okay, i've heard that line more than enough my whole life. Stuff like,"You've struck the lottery of the womb!" "You're so rich." BlabberBlabber.
I'm not rich. I'm happy & thankful to God for what i have. & seriously money isn't the world to me, at all. In fact, i'd rather have a more homey perfect family where there's no yelling, screaming & assuming. I'd be much happier. But, i've got this, so i'll make the most.
It's good i finally got that out.
On a light note,
This cracks me up everytime.
Maybe it's not that funny but instead obscene. But, me & my sissy couldn't stop hollering.
What drunks get themselves into. Note the words on the balloon.
Anyway, long long ago, there's this female ghost. She farted & died. Okay, it's funny to me.
7:24 PM
