There are so many things running around in my head any little thing can set me off. Between my high school crap, college load, work and my true love, its trully an overload. They say time management is the key to fixing most overloads but sorry it's not mine. You see its simple really bury me in a giant hole and cover me, it'll help a bunch.
High school may be over but they say you'd regret it if you don't...go to your senior prom or walk the stage. I hate most the people left at the dumb school anyway. However I can never say no, call it a weakness. So I took my measurements for my cap and gown, got my prom tickets ordered. Now for that dress, momma said she would like something adjustable because of my size;you see I'm a thin person, really thin; and light colored for spring. My demands no red and maybe this time have my hair down. I were red and had my hair up the last 2 times... I found many dresses however momma hated them all. She found one we both liked but she didn't buy it. I was going to pay her back; Someone else thought it was nice too, they brought it... I've been looking for a month. I'm tired of the search nothing pleases us. That and no one sells tiny dresses for us tiny people...the nerve... Momma wants to go on vacation this summer but made it sound like a drag she would have to wait until after I "walk the stage" this June. I mean gee stab my heart again. You were so happy to do it for my sister, you always were...I'd like it better if you wouldn't come anyway...;no, I wouldn't Why don't you like me?
Next summer I start college. Momma wants me to go here, I want to go there. You see where this is going but it doesn't matter is all goes where the most money comes from;yes momma rub it in I can't find a full ride; I don't care if my sister has plans for a party on my colleges open house does it really matter. I'm going to jail to mommas college choice anyway.
It's nice really I'm writing all this when I should be sleeping you see I got to go to work early in the morning I used to be night shift but not right now. More time at home now...joy really less sleep more time searching for nothing.
The only reason I've not buried myself in the backyard is because I love my man; and I don't think I can shovel mud the pool broke, water!...joy...; He keeps me moving, trying and waking up in the morning. He is showing me the world in his beautiful eyes;most the time they seem green but a few times I think they were brown...What is his actual eye color?...; He is the reason I'm trying so hard;on everything; I love him I really do even if I have a hard time showing it.
so its so jumbled its what was flooding my thoughts, grammer wasn't in my thoughts sorry...
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