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So this morning i woke up to my mom telling me to go out with her to buy something. Halfheartedly got ready and came out. My mom's boyfriend had a chicken sandwich from Wendy's for me and a red velvet cupcake. I remember wanting to try one because I've heard they were good but i never tried one before. And my grandma came in with porridge.

How was your morning?(:

So anyway, went with my mom to that place. Saw a tiny music store place. Wanted to go in but my mom dragged me away. I know. She shouldn't trust me anymore. I always give up on whatever instrument. Piano, guitar, uke. I can't commit for shit. -__- But i want drum pads. But I'm hesitant cause i don't trust myself either. Plus, I'm not that good and it frustrates the hell out of me. Anyway, went into the store. She looked at bras and i swear, she just loves to embarrass the hell out of me. -__- Thanks, mother. She stayed there for freaking forever. 1 or 2 hours. I was dying.

You know how when you go somewhere, if the owner is a Chinese lady or something, they'll compliment the shit outta you? Yeah. Kind of annoying now. Oh you're so tall. Oh, you're so pretty. So smart. Ectect. STFU. You just want business. Lol, anyway. Then some old man started talking to me about his grandson and how smart, tall, and athletic he was. Okay..? O___O How he was number 1 in his school for baseball and they went to championships and all that.

He showed me pictures, and kept talkingtalkingtalking. Wow. Men and their pride. I kept silently telling my mom to GTFO. I wanted to go home. I was so mentally and physically exhausted. Finally, we left and i helluh ranted to her about her and her motherfucking addiction to shopping. Anyway. Better than staying at hope, i guess. Got home. Ate my cupcake. It wasn't that all that good but whateveer. I hope i didn't have any homework.

So I've been thinking. Last year, looking back, i feel so embarrassed. I wish i could go back and slap myself. I was stupid as fuck. LOL. This year, i hope to be better. One thing i need to change forsure is my choice of friends. No offense you guys. They don't really make me laugh or feel happy. Which is hard cause i laugh at everything. Most of them, i honestly only hang out with them because they're my last or close to last option. That's not something I'm proud of. Maybe its the fact i get along with males more. Older males. Older males from different schools? Gah. Balboa needs cooler people. Everything there really sucks. I honestly can't find someone who i truly, honestly would like as a friend. Mkay. Buh bye.

"I like a guy who's true to his word, but even more than that, a guy who's true to his heart."