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- I hate this. I hate how I can get upset over something, and suddenly feel guilty when I mention it later. Like it's my fault. My mom's been all over the Driver's Ed thing. And, I want to drive. I never told her I didn't want to. We went looking at cars. We had a blast. But tonight, since dinner, it's been driving trivia while eating, driving tips on the way home, all the way up to just now, where she got off the computer after looking up Drivers Ed information, and more trivia and stuff I need to know. I was getting tired of the driving stuff. I can't help it. I know I'm going to have to drive. But it's not YET. And it can't be yet. I'm too stressed about all of it, and now I'm crying, because I told her I was tired of hearing the driving stuff, and she got up, glaring at me, and just told me that she wasn't going to do another thing until I wanted it, not her. I do. I never said I didn't. God. I feel like... I don't know what I feel like. But it's bad... and I can't stop crying, because I didn't mean to upset her... she took it so wrong. I hate these petty problems in my life, but... the look on her face. Like I had just killed her favorite pet or something, and then it was like she was going to kill me for it. I can't take this. I had a standardized test today. Those suck. I'm in no mood whatsoever to write. Goodnight. <-Ghost-> |
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