This has probably been my 40th fucking time of starting a blog and never following through with it. I don't know why. My guess would probably have to be that life interfered. As i grow older, life becomes a struggle. So when I have so many things bottled up in my brain, I just leave it be for it is overwhelming to transfer so much fucking information to my brain through my pencil and onto paper.
Life honestly sucks right now. I got into a car accident earlier this morning, and my dad STILL fucking thinks i am fully responsible. TRUE. Yet, we cannot stop these things. He upset me so much I just wanted to pack my shit and move to Tokyo, Paris. It is a non-exsiting place on the world map. Yes, indeed. But not in my world bitch.
Excuse my hostility, but I am still waiting on a missed period and shitting bricks on three midterms i have this Wednesday. I am trying. TRYING. How else should I emphasize that word. Maybe toss in the "F" word in there. Fucking trying. Ahhh, better. Anyway. I am Fucking Trying on to learn how the world is working around me. Instead of trying to talk about my problems, I am going to talk about my solutions. I do not want to sweat the small stuff. I want to see the way of how my parents are acting as how parents SHOULD. And I, being the youngest of five, am being the "off-center" brat who is too stubborn too quit their job.
You spend one day in my mind, you will be far more impressed of what i can get done. My mind is very much like my life: a lot going on; very busy.
I do not want to ramble on about non sense so lets cut the crap. Tomorrow is a new day. I have boosted my grade up living on extra credit and Acing news quizzes, so I am satisfied.
I just realized the whole time I was trying to prove a point to somebody. I already proved it a long time ago. And to THAT person, that is all that matters. Living under my own circumstances and standards are high enough to satisfy the "normal-mediocre" human being. My parents are excluded in that area.
