Ruination of Halloween
Hmm..this is my first update in however many days I've been away. I love Halloween..I mean I used to love this holiday but i must say " You fucking preps, and you know who you are....well you ruined it for everyone, you took a perfectly good holiday and like everything else you touch or come near you left it joyless and unoriginal..."
If I see one more fuckin plaid skirt, with some preppy blonde, with a school girl top who thinks they are being original while 1 million other girls walk around in the same thing, I'll scream. I used to love plaid, plaid was great, plaid was hot, plaid was sexy....it is now..sickening. THe only person I can forgive for this abominnation is Grace. Grace, unlike the others, was Go-Go from Kill Bill, and NOT a school-girl. Ugh, you preps and your safety in numbers.
* the subject of this journal is about to change drastically*
If I spend one more day in this house I'll.....I'll do something just not good. My grandmother is becoming to much. Lets face it, I'm not gonna make it to November 10. I feel like Poland when Germany invaded...but in my own home. I just don't understand how someone could be so unhappy from the time they wake up till they go to sleep. I constantly here about her sayin she wants to get better..well then she should stop complaining! Dads' not really helping exactly, even though he thinks he is...now they're are both living together....under the same roof....with me. Its like having the flu combine with pneumonia to form one super germ and being infected many times over!!!!!!! At this point I've reach that point where you just can't take anymore....the sad part is I can't scream because I'll upset her, I can't talk to her because she always thinks she's done something wrong anyway, no matter what she does she thinks everything she does, thinks, says wrong, and so I'm gonna have to make the best of it all...