This is me. Today. Writing in my journal. So... there you go ( Read more... )

Mum calls me "dear" when she thinks I've said something stupid, or when I somehow appear naive to her. I hate that.
Oy, best I just sulk in the bubble bath tonight, for my routine life is starting to get to me. Stay out of trouble. Right.

I’ve got to stop smoking. Hypochondriacs and cigarettes do not mix. And I am a hypochondriac ( Read more... )

I love my daddy. I really do.

I've been introduced to some unfortunate truths. My dad looks at porn. A LOT. Not just porn. BUKKAKE porn. And INTERRACIAL porn. And TEEN GIRL porn. My sister and her boyfriend looked at the history on his computer. Then they showed me. Not a pretty picture, apparently. It's hypocritical of me, really, to be so disgusted with him. I mean, I look at ( Read more... )

I'm in a good mood. Mostly because I've been very, extremely busy all this week with different cleaning projects and I'm finally finished. My room is cleaner than soap itself, and purer than Mother Mary. Very nice. I'm more than content with the results ( Read more... )

Well, things have been going along accordingly. John called yesterday. We talked briefly, our words coming out almost a reflection of brothers and sisters going perpendicular. His calls are less frequent than ever. But I suppose that's to be expected ( Read more... )

Oy. It's been awhile. But what with school and mum's never-ending stress, I've been busy ( Read more... )

I've been really busy with homework and stuff. Okay, in alternative school you don't really get homework. But I've been busy nonetheless. Don't ask me how so ( Read more... )

Ahhh! I like reading Full House slash!