Popcorn and Parents

well, next week should get interesting. stupid EOC thing messing the whole schedule up and i don't even have to take it! but that's just how it goes. maybe i can make it through seminar without actaully killing my teahcer. hmmm.....i doubt it. she is absoulutly insane....always blaming other people for talking over her when they were the one talking first. and she makes fun of students for no reason. not as bad as that english teahcer lady that has to talk to us like we're kindergarteners.

parents can make me so mad sometimes. like my mother. she doesn't try to get along with my dad when he's angry or upset or anything. she just starts yelling back. which i can totally understand becuase i've done the same thing. but this is different becuase then i'm dragged into the middle to repeat what one said to the other and if i don't make them both happy with what i say, then my life is an unending hell until they get over it. i don't think that they even realise that they're doing it either. i'm just sorta here to do the chores and that's it. and the excuse they use for that is that they "training me to be the perfect house wife." yeah, and that would require me to want to get married. and with the way my life has gone in observing married couples, that's the last thing that i'd ever want to do.

it has come to my attention that some people call me a goth. i'm not. that would require me to wear makeup and jewlery. and there is about a 0% chance of that happening.

i don't feel very deep today. just sorta coasting along and letting the flow of life take me wherever. maybe i'll end up in someplace like the Bahamas....well, i can hope. i think that i'm finally seeing the light and what i'm doing wrong. or maybe that it's just the next stage in growing up. i dunno. or maybe it's because i've been refusing myself popcorn and i'm trying to convince myself to reward me. i think the last one sounds most likely.