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so today i have a bible bowl meet at my church. again i didnt study. my little cuzes spent the night *aka little angel and little devil* and yes, im still pretty sure that little devil is gay. my little sister is bossing them around. ooh fun i might have to go break up a fist fight.
ok so now i am playing with little angel. aka she is bringing me plastic food and i pretend to eat it. joy ooh joy. even bible bowl is looking fun. anyways i am now writng in a diary that i have. it calms my nerves now even though i have never written in one. but i am still confused about one issue. does it make me crazy if i write to dead poets?? please help me!! my mom wants to send me to a shrink and i dont know why. im not suisidal, i dont talk to my self, and i dont punch people for no reason. so im not crazy. ive never had anything tramatic happen to me, so why in the world when i am perfectly happy does she want to send me to a freaking shrink. yeah im mad. so if you truly think im just sooooo bonkers for writing to dead poets you can go screw yourself. im done. ive been to 2 shrinks beforeand i dont look forward to it. so i will rant and rave until my freaking mom gets it through her thick a** skull. IM NOT GOING TO A ******** SHRINK!
 Retroactive N e r d · Sat Feb 09, 2008 @ 01:36pm · 1 Comments |
