| Saturday, February 07, 2009 |
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things never stay peaceful at home for long. still, i thought that this would last.. c'mon, just yesterday we happily went shopping! but no, today mum had to have a piss off; she bloody threw a tantrum at me. i've never seen her so mad in forever. when was the last time she screamed so and threw things around? and all because i refused to change my shirt...... didn't see the point, you see. i was going to wild wild wet to play, so i just wore one of my usual oversized jerseys, which i should point out, i occasionally wear to work in the mornings. but this time, just this time, she had to flare up. told me that if i don't want to change, i can move out of her house and go find other accommodations... i guess i shall just have to repeat myself again. i will bloody move out, the minute i have the means to do so. i will not stay in this house a minute longer than i have to, no matter how much i love staying here. staying here a single minute longer than i have to would mean i will go ballistic. i already am...... it's all and well to come back occasionally and visit the folks, but altogether a different story to live with them. i get blamed for everything i did and didn't do. mum, don't you realize that NO MATTER WHAT I WEAR, the same fucking things happen? whether it's jeans and tee, big shirts and shorts, spags and skirts, 'low' cut or high cut, whatever........ the results are still the same. the SAME. and you have no idea how much they affect me, so please just shut the hell up and leave me in peace. just because i don't show it, doesn't mean i don't know what's going on alright. and unlike what you think, i don't buy the lowest top possible to show off. and most of the tops i have had them for ages, worn them for forever and NOW you come and say these kinda things......... arghh whatever. i don't want to care, think or bother anymore. i'm tired. and so so soo sick of this...... be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all you just might get it all and then some you don't want be careful what you wish for 'cause you just might get it all you just might get it all, yeah...
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Past the point of no return - no backward glances: the games we've played till now are at an end. Past all thought of "if" or "when" - no use resisting: abandon thought, and let the dream descend . . . |
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| I am an eighteen-year-old student currently attending Republic Polytechnic. I enjoy reading, writing, chilling, intelligence, and sarcasm. My goals in life include being a professional slacker, wasting as much of my time, life and intelligence away, sleeping a minimum of 12 hours everyday, being a successful bum, and maybe, possibly, someone you could bring home to meet mom with. |
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