Wednesday, April 22, 2009

The number 2, put the index finger down.

My mother pisses me off like no tomorrow. PLEASE COME BACK SOON DAD. OR ST JOE'S COME FASTER!

I really need Camp St Joseph to come faster. I need that retreat away from my family and everything. I'm so done with dealing with my mother and the fact that she treats me like I'm 7.
I hope Matt can go. And I hope that retreat is a refresher for me.

So, today is the last day my jeans are on sale, and I ask my mom for money so I can go on my own. She said no and that I have to go with you. So what, you don't trust me to go shopping on my own?! WHAT AM I? 4!? Seriously, I don't need you to go buy things for me. Give me the money and I can get it myself. I'm pretty independent when it comes to getting what I want. I'm a big boy. I'm graduating in less than 7 weeks. I'm growing up. So stop treating me like the 5 year old I'm not and start treating me like the upcoming college student I will be.

Other than that, yesterday was fun. Finished my homework, got a lot of free ice cream, and found a dress for prom. Yellow :]

Effervescent :]

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