Since I could... hold my head up high...
... Yeah, I've been feeling really emotionally down-trodden lately, and there are a few very personal factors taht are the cause of it that have nothing to do with what I will reveal in this journal -_-.
Night school gives me something to do, for which I am grateful, but it's starting to get a bit worrisome. This was only my third day so far. I have the fourth day coming up later on today, in fact. (It's 3:44 AM right now. -_-) This will be the last day of the whole week, and then I have three days and nights off before I have to do it again.
I'm actually surprised that I haven't seen the chiropractors in all this time. It's feeling a bit weird... getting out of the routine. It feels unsafe, like we're going to stop going altogether when it's good for our health. >.<
Not to mention it's EXTREMELY vital that my mom get her treatments. >.<
I know she has no problem waking me, as she has done it in the past, so I don't know why she would go off to the chiropractors without me. >.<
She knows I hate going there with Carlos because he makes me uncomfortable the whole ride over. Then again, I could just be a prejudiced b***h who doesn't know any better, like he often likes to tell me I am. e_e
... Suuure I am, but I'm not accepting any stupid comments coming out of his mouth. Ad hominen, bitcheeees.
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Maybe you don't know me... but don't trust what you see...
Sometimes, the way one speaks will tell you all you need...
Mentiroso... no hagas promesas que you won't keep.
I'm not Tuxedo Kamen, but I'm the next best thing.
Sometimes, the way one speaks will tell you all you need...
Mentiroso... no hagas promesas que you won't keep.
I'm not Tuxedo Kamen, but I'm the next best thing.