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Tuesday, November 23, 2004
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Ummm...let's see... >< *getting irritated already* Damn...yet ANOTHER interesting day...jeeze!! I'm surprised no one has called me a drama queen yet!! My life is already so full of it!! *sigh* Okay...to start the day off wrong, mom was trying to get my alarm to go off and ended up screwing it up badly, so when I wake up 2 hours later then what my grandmother has laid down the law for, I get bitched at. -_-' Of course, I go downstairs to report for duty (ha ha, funny) and I'm hearing my mom and grandmother chatting quitely, and I figure it has to do with me not getting up when she wants me to. WRONG. Mom's bitching AGAIN about how dad's being demanding about something and is always wanting to know what's going on with her. ><> After a few seconds, my brilliant mother gets the hint that something's wrong by the way I'm glaring at her while she's so innocently pouring her morning coffee, and says 'what?' like she hasn't done shit. *crackles knuckles* I told her, quite coldly, that I 'suddenly felt sick and was going upstairs,' then stomped up the steps and slammed the door in my room. And who comes up to see if I'm alright?!?!?! My GRANDMOTHER!!! *rolls eyes* My mother just probably went back to her damned computer like she didn't care. I swear, she is the only person on the face of the earth who can make me so heartless and so emotional at the same time. But my grandmother comes upstairs into my room where I'm lying on the bed and hardly breathing and asks what's wrong with me. -_-' *slams head into the desk* WHAT THE FUCK ELSE COULD IT BE?!?!? DO I LOOK THAT G-D DAMNED RETARDED TO YOU!?!?! DO YOU HONESTLY THINK THAT I DON'T KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON UNDER MY OWN ROOF?!?!?!? *sighs and curls up* When I'm able to breathe, I ramble some stuff out about what I heard and she tells me that mom and dad still have problems they need to work out, and that's it's none of my business. She keeps telling me I don't need to stress over it or whatever. Who said I wanted to? It's a natural reaction, dumbass!!! See what I mean? I can't have feelings anymore... Man, everything is going...just...straight to hell, to be honest. Right now, I'm barely holding on to my sanity. I know there are people in the world with bigger and badder problems than mine, but damnit, can't I be selfish for ONE FUCKING MINUTE?!?!? I can't be worrying about other people constantly when I haven't even dealt with my own. *sighs again* On a better note, my grandmother wants to take me out to the mall just to hang out, just the two of us. -_-' That should be interesting. Seeing as what I want isn't at the mall...*shakes head* And I'm supposed to be getting an appointment for my eyes to be checked out. G-d knows that probably won't happen (knowing my mother), but damnit, it's something to try and look forward to. I'm also probably going to end up dying my hair back to my natural color but with more of a purple/redish tint/highlight to it...we'll see...+ Shinigami updated @ Tuesday, November 23, 2004
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Name - Krissy Age - 17 Birthday - 6.19.87 Marital Status - Taken Location - U.S.A Likes - anime, manga, shopping, drawing Dislikes - homophobes, bugs, preps,
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