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Thursday, October 23, 2003
Might as well type up what is bothering me.
My Dad has been yelling at me ever since earlier this evening when we went to Taco Bell.
I think it is because my Mom has been going out all week, every day, every single inch and ell and hell of every single night.
I can't even think I'm so...I don't know. I am not in a good mood at all. I am tired, I felt really, really light headed as I wrote the last poem I just typed...and it was so strange, I'd read the poem and I'd swear things were repeated and they never were repeated. Weird.
Yeah. My Mom has been going out every single night with her friends it seems. She's never home until 12 or so.
So I am getting yelled at for it. I am being told I need to clean my room, get more job applications, and so on. I don't even care.
It shouldn't be a big deal. And isn't.
When it comes down to it I just can't stand anything anymore. Deep down, deep in the deepest reaches of myself I just am sick of everything, hate everything, don't even want to exist.
And this only appears when I'm so tired and all...and...
I can't stand this being yelled at all the time.
Fuck. I can't stand this. I feel like crying but I can't.
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