I got my SLR camera today! I named him/her Kammy :)
Okay so tomorrow, I should be completely not sick anymore.
So i’m going to get up, have a workout then take a shower. Finish cleaning my room, then finish my history elective assignment. Then i’ll start on my science assignment, then go on a photography spree. After that i’ll have a bit of a break and watch some television and go to bed. (When I say ‘watch some television’, I mean watch about 3 hours worth of my shows.) Anyways then i’ll wind down, and go to sleep, and on Sunday I need to go to Paddys Markets to find a schoolbag. I figure i’ll get back home around 3pm, so i’ll finish my science assignment all night. On my last day of freedom, Monday, i’ll just workout all morning and chillax in the afternoon.
So that is how i’m spending my last days of freedom, not even getting to see ‘The Runaways’ until next week. Darn it. - I know there are places to watch it online but I seriously want to see it on the big screen first, i’ve been looking forward to this movie for ages.
Anyways I better be getting off, My Free Willy DVD calls to me! :) <3
Mother Dearest brought up the idea of coming back to the house, I laughed. As if they would let her even think about coming back into the household. She’s only caused shit. Stealing my clothes, jewellery and money. Stealing Nan and Pops’ money and bank cards. Not to mention not paying rent, leaving burn marks around the house, allowing Jack to be mentally scarred by the screaming, swearing and abuse that occurs when she is around us. All she is, is a devious, smart little piece of work added into the mix of being an ungrateful, stubborn 40-year-old child. I’ll be darned if she comes back into this house, and she better believe she’ll be damned. I refuse to believe on any level that I am like my mother, excluding one little detail. Her devious mind is quite genius, her dependance on her parents weaken that power, but mine is crystal clear. Just like her, I do have somewhat of a creatively deceptive mind. She better be warned, She comes back to this house, She better watch her back.
Because everyone knows, Hell hath no fury like an enraged girl scorned.