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I just can't wait to be 18 years old so I can leave and never come back. All I want is to live my life, hell to have a life would make me happy. I'm always depressed and moody and I have like zero friends because I can never go out and do anything with them. I love my mom and all, but everyday I wish she would have chosen to be anything but a cop. Then maybe life would be bearable. Mom thinks that just because I have the computer, tv, and the phone I have this houge crap load of shit to keep me entertained. The computer has absoloutely nothing fun to do. It's a freaking research tool for pete's sake and all I ever get is junk e-mail and I've worked on my website so much that there's nothing more to do on it. The tv has nothing but re-runs of the same crap over and over again and I do nothing but get fat laying in bed watching it all damn day. And let's not even get started on the phone. Even when I do finally manage to get it away from Daniel for a whole 10 minutes out of the day, nobody's ever home to call. They're all out having lives. Something I'll never know about. Yeah, mom really loves me making my life like this. Her mom never did this to her. I really hate summer. Maybe vacation will be better. I can't wait until school starts. |
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