there is this leak in my house, that you can hear through the walls and
that bothers me almost as much as drunken text messages of a boy who
is far too attractive for me and prefers movies to books, and both of those
things combined piss me off almost as much as some guys obsession with me
ruining the only possible something i was willing to get myself involved with
that had to do with another person. "leave me alone" means nothing these days.

the last of those three actually probably has made me more mad lately
than almost any combination of stupid shit, and it is somehow all too complicated
for me to even think out all the way

tomorrow morning, i have to go to my grandmother's church with my whole
family in a miserable attempt at making my grandma happy on mother's day even
though i have no respect for this stupid favor we are going to do for her, and im
not going to act like i am enjoying it.(maybe this makes me a spoiled brat, it probably does)
but i despise the place, and we are sneaking out the back door before the service
even lets out. praise the Lord!

i think it has been forever since i have washed my sheets before this weekend,
which is completely disgusting and i guess that means its a fabulous thing that i
always have my bed to myself, otherwise someone might be disgusted by all the
clutter and random shit laying around, which all just traveled to my floor after
removing the sheets from my bed. I dont have time to focus on cleaning my room,
although i really wish i did. I have a whole house to clean, and its easy to run out
of paper towels and get annoyed while spilling various cleaning chemicals all over
my pale legs and not having the energy to wipe it off with my nonexistant paper towels.