Take me away, cause I just don't wanna stay
2003-08-20 | 1:01 a.m.

I stayed at my aunt's in Royal Oak, Michigan. She's having a baby. Along with my Uncle. Sorry, my brain is turning to ass right now. Anyway, I felt his cute little feet through her belly. The baby's feet, that is. He's gonna be born really soon. It's magical.

I'm tired.

My mom figured out I had a tattoo. She wasn't "mad" but she was "disappointed" and tomorrow she's making me "tell" my "father" about "it".

Why? I ask.

No really, why?

This coming from a woman who raved on and on about all the great $10 brand name sportswear they picked up while I was off having prenatal escapades with Stephanie and Gene, and how it was all made in Bangladesh and that's why it's so cheap. When I said "Yeah, by children who sleep on dirt and eat men's slacks for dinner" she just clucked her tongue annoyingly and goes "Yeah, guess so! HEE HEE!"

I wanted to break her fucking nose.

Is that wrong?

I feel like crying, but an hour ago, my life was never better.

Will someone adopt me if I get kicked out tomorrow? I'm only slightly unprepared to get out of the nest permanently.

I'm really sad right now.

-S

P.S. I did however get Moons and Rainbows by Jimi Hendrix (not the Experience) at a kickass indie store in Royal Oak today for $8. They didn't make many of them. The quality is amazing seeing as it's all fucking around in a studio briefly in 1968. Anyway, it really mellows you out, so I guess I'll go listen to that for a while.

P.P.S. The owner of the store felt bad that I also had to buy my little brother a Good Charlotte CD *grumble grumble* for his birthday, so he threw in a free Epitaph DVD of some neat bands' videos. That almost makes me 'cited.

P.P.P.S. Go read the-noise. See notes for the link.

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