Kat, you were wondering if I needed to rant. Well, here it is.
My mother is driving me nuts. She is going crazy about having a professional do my hair, and she know just how to do it, too. While thats nice enough the way she dreams of it being is all big and ostentatious and complicated. The same goes for how she wants to do my make up. Though I love my mother dearly she can't seem to see that the daughter she has is not the daughter she dreamed of having. You know the one who will sit quietly and let her play Prom Night Barbie. And the dress She wants me to wear is too poofy. You know me, I don't usually do dresses at all, and I certainly don't do poofy ones. But that I can't do anything about seeing as I'm out of both time and money to buy one.
My grades are driving me nuts. I don't see Eye to eye with my parents all the time, but I have to admit they are tricky. I don't know what they've don't to me but all the sudden, now that they've stopped caring about my grades I've started. And math isn't helping me any. I'm serious I have about 15 missing assignments, and this chapter is ******** retarded. Dividing polynomials. That is just about the most retarded thing I've ever seen done with math. Not to mention the most complicated and pointless.
My boy is driving me nuts. He's not even technically not even my boy either, which just makes the matter worse because I can't do anything to fix it. He will talk to me one minute then will ignore my very presence the next. Seriously, what is up with that? I've decided a long time age that boys are stupid, and brainless purvey creatures that think only with they're balls, but for some reason I can't bring myself to give up the hope that someday I'll find a descent one who isn't gay or already taken.
Oi vey! Why does every thing have to be so complicated?
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