If you were dead I'd still love you; I don't care.

I was so pissed at Alaina this morning, I didn't know what to do with myself. She knew she was introuble because everytime she passed me, she didn't look at me like she normally does. Just walked on by, making sure there weren't any flying objects coming at her from behind.

I'm starting to get the vibe that nobody in my family takes me seriously. I'll be getting out of the shower and I'll hear my step dad bad mouthing my decisions or way of life and my Mom would have to defend me, even though I know she doesn't think much of it either. I'm healthy, alive, in school, and not pregnant, so I don't know why they're even complaining. Want me to be more like April? Want me to move out with my boyfriend in my Dads house? Have no life and work all the time?

I just want to type and forget that I have to go home in about an hour. So in a little bit I'll be typing more of my story up if I can. These commons computers don't have Word I don't think. Nope, only has word pad. So I can't even if I wanted to. I'm getting really sick of all this cold weather. Seems summer will never be here. I can't wait to fix my bike and get back into shape (haha). I miss state park and going swimming, sunburns and being outside. It's getting there though. I'm going to be getting my Easter Village out soon, once my parents clean off that card table in the living room.

REMINDER: I need to buy a new polish christmas bulb from bronners this summer...when is lent??