NiceDudeGuy

The Mystery, Misfortune and Mayhems of t
2003-02-26 00:10:33 (UTC)

Plywood

well, morning after morning, jasons mom takes me to school,
puts up with me being late. just over all puts up with me.
and thats a big thing dude, i love that lady, my own
mother, on the other hand had to take me to school this
morning, cuz jasons car was in the shop, so i wake up early
wake her up, and i was going to go pick jason up when the
car battery died, of course she blamed it on me. then said
it was my fault we were late. that its such a hassle to
take me to school, and that if i continue this, it would be
much better for everyone for me to drop ouyt and get a
job.... my own mother, granted today is her birthday and i
put up with her shit without bitching back at her... but
just now at dinner, we're being all nice, and fake and she
just continues, if u keep up like that just drop out of
school, ur a waste of time and money, bla bla bla..... see
today was an alright day. ive been meaning to not let
things piss me off as much as i used to let them, but then
jason hit me in the back of the head with a plywood. it
hurt like a bitch, and he thought it was all a joke, now
dont get me wrong, he's my best friend and i love him, but
c'mon, a freaking plywood??? what the hell, well after a
hella headache, i came home. i hate being home, i actualy
look forward to going to nite skool. i hate this place.
this land, this house.... i cant wait to get the fuck out
of here. my mother seems to not have a problem with me
leaving, i mean she wants me to shit my life out and drop
out, so what the hell, right?i hate my life... no, not my
life, the situation my life is in... everything's so down
the only reason i smile is cuz all i kan do is look up....
i smile only to cover up the tears that are built up
inside, and no one wants to see. fuck whoever things im
bieng depresing, im sorry kace, but my life is
deprssing.... wake up, head to skool, stress, all day
long... just smile, and live, smile and walk, keep on
smiling, no matter HOW FAKE it obviously seems, keep
smiling, just wander losing precious life for 2 hours after
school, come home to this fucking hellhole. where my
stepdad abuses our every movment as a conspiracy against
him. my mother, who is disgusterd by me. she asked me today
if i had anything good to tell her anything at all, as a b-
day gift. i was like well ourt teams are going to compete
at state in march, and she's like, thats it? i was
thinking, well if u gave a little shit about me, ud know
how much effort i put into this goddamn team, practise
every day, performance after performance, on the drill
field, at an event. but no, JASONS parents know what im
talking about before my mom does. i kan talk to mario about
my day and how good/crapy/manic depresing it was before i
can tell my mom hello. she expects me to be like, ok
anything good, yea i got an A in my vocab quiz in english?
i got a plus on my stock chart? what the fuck mom, im a
high school senior, all that doesnt mean shit cuz the
teacher can always find a way to fuck u over, plus no
matter what i say would be good enough for her... im sorry
i can no longer see what i type due to a slight case of
tears.... im out, late




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