Saturday, February 28, 2009

Family Problems

Just trust me one time with my friends, Mom...It's not like we're going to kill someone or do drugs or anything. I don't think I would get kidnapped by some freak because there are a whole mass of us. See, people, this is one of the everyday problems I have in my house. My parents are too over-protective and my brother won't leave me alone in my own room. They never give me any privacy and I feel like an outsider in my own house. If my mom gives me something, she expects that I like it. I have to fake it to make her happy, make her feel like she knows me. There are times when I just want to go to the restroom and lock the door and just simply cry my heart out. God, I think I'm crying right now. Every day, I keep pushing myself to go forward and not give up because I know I can get away. I feel like I want to go some place where no one knows me and stay away from this prison. Well, I might keep in touch with my friends and family and see them once in a while (maybe just my friends mostly) and see my dad's side much more than my mom's side of the family. My mom's side of the family are always competing with each other and they never give me enough space. My aunt is always competing with my mom with my cousin's and my weight, hieght, appearance, and neatness. I mean, leave me ALONE because I'm not some freak in a cage. I guess, my dad's side knows me more because they actually know me.

Friday, February 27, 2009

Fridays....

Fridays...I don't really like Fridays because it is the day when everything is due and tests are taken....like Mr, Brown's class today. Even if he isn't here, he still makes us do it...plus I HATE reading a chapter and taking notes on "the important stuff." Heck, I didn't even learn ANYTHING in that class....

Oh, well....the test was already taken anyways (no use complaining), so I guess the good part is that I ate snails in French class. No, it's not those garden snails that we see everyday on the sidewalk...it's those big, water snails of some sort...it tasted pretty good. But if you look at it closely, you might lose your appetite....in fact, I looked at it and I only ate one...Anyways, it tasted mostly like garlic, and I don't even like garlic! There was a LOT of cheeses and it made the room smell pretty bad (no offense, cheese lovers...). The good thing is that I didn't eat one of them, but if my dad was there, he'd eat the whole thing (he loves cheese, which that means I'm the opposite of him in everything...)!

Let's see...hmmm...I guess the only thing good about Fridays is that we get out of school and that badminton practice is at 3, so...what else....I guess that's it!
Oh, and for zero, I had to run the mile. T.T At least I got it over with!

Saturday, February 21, 2009

Practice....

On Friday, 20, my friends and I were in the gym for badminton practice. On the first day, I was like, "Okay, it's just one day and it'll be fun! Everything is going to be alright." But it turns out that by the time we were done, my legs and arms were all sore from...I don't know....hitting the birdie too hard or running around too much. All that didn't matter anyways, because it was so fun. Well, now I have to get ready for Monday, because we are going to practice Mon-Fri. Once again, it doesn't matter, because it's fun & I like sports and I'm already getting used to the pain on my arms and legs....

Monday, February 16, 2009

Nice Day to Walk in the Park...Maybe Not

Well, today, I don't have to go to school because it's a holiday, but I'm stuck in my house doing absolutely nothing but count the drops of rain falling. I mean, I love the rain and I especially love to step in BIG puddles and get my friends and I wet, but I just don't want to feel cold. Everytime I do, my nose gets red and my fingers feel like they want to fall off...
Anyways, this morning, when I was watching the news with my brother, I heard the news reporter say that there was some floods because of the rain...it kind of scared me, but I know that floods will never happen here. I think. In my opinion, I think news scare people, no offense. But, I mean, take a look at my mother. She listens to the radio ALL DAY LONG. It's like she NEVER stops....Just yesterday, I went to the park to walk the dogs. I guess she didn't know that I went out and she got all freaked out. She said that there was a lot of kidnappers capturing teens like me. She also said that they might kill me or something. Hey, I know she is my mother and she cares about me very much, but news just makes everyone so paranoid.