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and she flies to a place where she's loved
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Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Stressin' Out

I feel sorry for moms... especially ones with big families. They must get stressed out a ton!

Allow me to explain my day today.
First, I wake up with a bloody nose. Gross, I know. Then I get another bloody nose out of my other nostril. Even more gross. I know.
Sounds like a great start of the day, huh?!
Well, school actually goes really well. I always seem to be happiest with my friends.
Like, in Science, first period. I was feeling REALLY loopy/hyper!
Davis was luckily tired, so he didn't make a super big deal about mine and Sheriden's loopiness.
The rest of the day was fun. Especially since it was a minimum day.
Then I come home.
Everything's normal.
Then my dad goes off to work and my sister goes swimming with her friends even though it's her turn to take care of the dog.
So I ended up taking care of the baby. I didn't have to worry about the dog to much, cause he wasn't my responsibility for the day. (That sounds bad, but...)
Anyways, my little brother was being a butt as usual in not helping taking care of Nathan AT ALL. So I was watching him, and at one point he cries on and on and on. My little brother, again, doesn't bother helping cause he's too "busy" playing on the computer.
So I'm stressing out with a crying child.
My mom finally gets back from work, so I'm finally free from the baby.
But my sister is still out, so i feed the dog.
She gets back from having fun, plays with Chewy, then does her stuff.
I get annoyed cause everytime I go out to play when it's my day to take care of the dog, my sister always tells me that I owe her one. (Owe her a dog dinner on her day, or take care of the dog a whole day, etc.)
But whenever she's gone, I'm the nice little sister that happily volunteers. Gag.
So, I can't say I'm completely annoyed with her, I'm also annoyed with my self.
Anyways, then she gives me crap after I actually help her with the dog!
So that kind of ticks me off!
*Sigh*
My eyeballs hurt.
I've been crying and screaming for like half an hour.
Well, I wasn't screaming the whole time. Just random screams.
*Sigh*
Screaming felt good.
Crying felt...
neh.
Anyways, stress is not good.
You feel terrible after.
But, after thinking, I feel like I don't want to be the "good" child anymore.
I want to lay back, talk back, not care about what anyone says, and do as I please.
I need something like that.
A time when I can be in charge.
I can't even do that with my little brother cause he has no respect for me, whatsoever.
UGH! I don't like being too nice sometimes...
That's why I want to stop.
Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

i know that i have loved you ... at 6:53 PM
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` here.waiting ;

    Kathy.
    16 years young.
    Good ol' Asian.
    Loves you always.

^reminds;me*of

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