Saturday, August 28, 2010

How Nice It Felt

Oh, how nice it felt to finally sleep in! Last night, I knocked out as soon as my body hit the bed, and I didn't wake up until 11AM. There was a car wash today, and I didn't bother to go because I needed to catch up on sleep, after two all-nighters. Sleep was everything I could ask for. When I woke up, I took a well-needed shower. Finally clean, and sporting my Cadets shirt, I went with the sister to Target to pick up a few things before she went to work. Later, I left the house again with the parents to go to Walmart to get lola a few things for her flight on Monday for Germany. Right when we get there, I started to get an allergic reaction in my left eye. It didn't hit me at first, but I realized that it was because I was handling Twix before we left. Ugh, I definitely do it too many times to count and its so irritating. A majority of the time that we were there, I was insecurely covering my face and stopping at every mirror to check it. Before leaving I stopped by the restroom to wash it. It got better after that, as we headed to Kohl's. Apparently it was harder than we thought to find white camisoles. On the way back home, I asked my father if he could drive me to my friends house to chill a little bit. Right off the bat, he gave me this stupid life lesson about how I always go out and that sometimes I just need to "restrain myself".
Yeah. I'm not sure why I need to do so if I want to go out. The way he says it makes it seem as if I force myself to go out all the time. Hey, if I don't want to go out of if I'm too tired to, then I won't go. It's simple as that. I know my limits and I'm nowhere near them. It doesn't make sense to me how he thinks I need someone else to tell me where my limits are. He said I've been out for two weeks, but he can't comprehend the fact that it was ALL work. Going out today would have been my chance to finally relax, but he took that opportunity away from me. I've learned to not insist on things with him because he gets mad easily. Yet, I asked again anyways. He voice shot up, and I just stopped trying. Whatever. Photo is of a funny shirt I saw at Kohl's. :D When I first read it, I kind of perceived it to be dirty, but only I would think that. It was also a scratch n' sniff shirt! @_@

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