Ranting...Again
Well, I doubt I'm going to get to see Star Wars III today or get to go to the mall... Mom said yesterday that we were going to the mall, I still need to get clothes... Gavin got over $120 worth of clothes yesterday, but me? Nope...no clothes. I guess thats just the way my life is! Also, Mom said we were going to see Star Wars yesterday...but then she said she wanted to wait till today so George could go with us (which I did not like the idea of...). But then I asked her today if we were going and she said she wished she had never brought it up. She doesn't think we'll HAVE time. But if George could go with us (he is fishing, get why she doesn't want to go???) then I know she would MAKE time for us to go... But now we possibly aren't doing either, just because George isn't going so I guess she just doesn't feel obligated or something... I don't know.Also, she just took my phone... Gosh. I should mark on mine or something so she will know it is MY phone... What if someone calls me??? Or worse, what if she reads my text messages??? All of them are from Kaleb, and I know some of them say uh, 'intamate' stuff, lol. All of them say I love you or I miss you...so if she looks at them, GREAT. Also, what if she starts making phone calls on it??? Its my phone. I don't want her running up my minutes... or calling that George. With each passing day I dislike him more and more. He is controlling of Mom in almost every way. She can't do anything without his permission. I mean, he didn't even give her one of the insurance cards when they came in the mail, he took both! He just annoys me. He won't let Mom do stuff because we don't have the money, but then he goes out and buys a 4-wheeler and a 3-wheeler. What the heck?
By the way, how do you like this font? I'm trying new ones because...well, I just saw it and I was like, what the heck, lets try a new font! Lol. I've decided that for my Mississippi trip I'm going to plan whole outfits...you know, the whole she-bang - down to the belt, necklace, bracelet, shoes, everything. So when I get up each day and take a shower, no one will get mad because I don't know what to where or what to where with it. Sound good? I'm so paranoid. But if this trip is anything like last time, I'll have 8 other girls breathing down my neck every time I step in the bathroom. (Terrible isn't it?!) NO PRIVACY. And they will spend hours in there - but if you are in there for more than 10 minutes, "HURRY UP IN THERE! THERE ARE 8 OTHER PEOPLE OUT HERE! YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE YOU KNOW! WHAT'RE YOU DOING IN THERE???" Its just so chaotic. And they are just, so rude about it. So I'm going to be prepared this time. All I have to do is take my shower early in the morning, get on my 'outfit' and I'm outta there. I've even written down each outfit so I don't mix up what goes with what.
Its so strange, my room is so messy, and my locker, and my back pack. But I'm one of those people who needs everything planned. Down to the last detail. Isn't that strange? I'm messy but well organized. Its an oximoron. I think I am an oxymoron. Lol. Guess thats all I have to say. I think its fun just to sit here and ramble on and on. I don't even know what I was just talking about. Typing just comes so easy to me now that I can do it without thinking...Lol. Well, cya!
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