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hmm (evergreen) wrote,
@ 2004-03-18 22:26:00
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    2 lbs lighter
    I lost two pounds today. I guess that's a good thing especially since I'm beginning to stop obsessing over calories and such. I used to be aiming for 1500 or less, but kept getting hungry. I'd always end up with 2,000 and I learned that's exactly where I need to be. I love food too much to be anorexic. ;D

    I wrote a story which no one seems to be reading.
    www.fictionpress.net>>search 'evergreen tea'>>read "times change"
    That is, if you're bored. I sure would like some advice, but oh well. I wrote it off the top of my head anyways.


    Today my mom yelled at me that I joined track and I'm not even good at it. I wish I could just hit her with some obvious facts. 1. I was totally out of shape 2. I've never run before in my life. How does she expect me to be the best at everything? She also complained that I'm always trying things and jumping around. That I don't know my identity. Well, no shit, bitch. There, I said it. Damn, I'm gonna cuss from now on. I don't know why people say its wrong. Anyway, How am I supposed to find my identity if I'm restricted to do things that I don't like to do? I'm going to continue "jumping" around for the rest of my life whether she likes it or not. I'm not going to restrain myself to academics and band just because my mom doesn't want to pick me up. If she doesn't like driving me around, she will let me learn how to drive myself, dammit. Her old excuse used to be "your grades will drop". Well, low and behold! My grades are 5 to 10 points higher than 2nd and 3rd six weeks, bitch! Yeah!! So now she's resorted to blaming the decreasing productivity of her business on me. Well, bitch if you'd take my damn advice and pick me up after work you wouldn't have that problem, would you? Or better yet, let me learn how to DRIVE.

    She hates driving me around so much that she wants me to drop track and IB. She'd probably love me to drop band too if we hadn't spent 4,000 dollars on my trumpet. And I don't believe that her business is failing because she has to pick me up. If 30 minutes is really doing that much to the business, then just let me learn how to drive. Is that too much to ask? To know how to drive so I can reach my potential as a youth and save our asses at the same time? She makes no sense right now.

    I wasn't this angry yesterday. She was nice yesterday. I got free stuff from the navy yesterday. She calmed herself down yesterday. She slept early yesterday. I cleaned the kitchen yesterday (and scrubbed it today, not to mention...). I learned how to "ku" yesterday.

    Today, I'm pissed off because of my mom, my overall performance, and my damn room! WHy the hell can't I just clean that place?? I'm so mad I'm going to bed right now. With this helluva thirst dammit! I can never do anything I set myself to do!!


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You must be asian
(Anonymous)
2004-09-07 10:48 (link)
reading you rant about your parents indicates that you're probably asian. Maybe. Either way, I feel your pain.

Oh this is some random dude from IB Screwd.

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