My dad tells me I'm a dissapointment. I want to tell him that I'm just a product of my environment. Thank you Mom, for teching me to lie. Thank you Dad, for teaching me about broken promises.You both trusted me once, I trusted myself once, I trusted you once. But hey, I can still smile and pretend like everything's ok.
My weekend was good, but I'm getting tired of the charade.
Everything will work out, I just can't remember a time when I believed the things I said about morals and values. No worries.
So yeah, I'm still sick, like most of the people everywhere during the winter. Currently I am coughing up my lungs, scattering chunks of them all over my already untidy desk. What's a girl to do? The solution: absolutely nothing. Too lazy. Go me. I'm surprised I could function today at school, given my total helplessness when I'm under the weather. Not literally under the weather, because I don't sleep under twisters, as fun as that would be. Anyways, school today was uneventful, and home life was okay. Parents wigged out a bit, but I calmed them down and we all watched Criminal Minds together after a family dinner for once. Awwwwwww..... My internet is functioning correctly right now, which makes me happy. And props to Grace for herding me in here, I'm sure I'll waste plenty of time.