First time I'm actually home in time to see my mother this whole week. Am getting tired and broke. My throat hurts. I still do not have a prom dress! Getting worried sheesh can't wait for prom and post-prom to be over, so lazy to do post-prom planning and whatever too.
Got so frustrated just now when I realised how far down the pecking order I am. I'm so sick of having my life decided by people smarter, richer, more powerful and generally born luckier than I am. I hate that some of us have to work for it and some of us don't. I hate that the rest of my life I shall be confined to this simple existence; another mere passing in a world that will keep spinning regardless of what any of us attempt or fail to do.
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