beckyuill

Im sitting here with a dish of half eaten salad next to me and listening to VH1 on the TV in the other room. im about to go make some coffee. my grammas in the hospital recovering from surgery. a good one though, a good one. she got her colostomy bag off. she only had to have it for 3 months. lucky. cuz a lot of people have to have it for life.

so were going to visit her tonite. then go to the gym. God... the gym. id much rather do yoga but hey. those bikes are fun. but i mean, thats all i really do there. i need to make sure i dont end up with Hulk Hogan legs by the two months. that wouldnt be very sexy.

my mom wants to get a tattoo now. and she wants me to design it. now you might be thinking 'oh how cute' but no. shes not cute. i mean she is, but her personality isnt. shes one of those that cant grow older. well, she doesnt ever 'grow' at all in any sense. shes like a spoiled teenager that literally (yes literally) sticks her tongue out at me when she gets her way from my gramma. after i said no, or i disagreed in some way.
shes... argh!... she honestly decided she did not like Dave at the beginning because... he wouldnt give my brother a cheeto. now you might think, hey thats mean! but you'd have to know my brothers get EVERYTHING they want WHENEVER they want. so they think they can just walk up to you and stick out their hand and say give me a chip.
am i ranting? yeah. oops.

well its all kind of boring but my mom wants me to go with her to get her tattoo and i dont wanna. i dont like hanging with her cuz she tried to be my age and i really just want a mom you know? i mean once in a while is ok but not constantly.

but im good
sorry i went nuts there! sometimes ya gotta let go huh!

if you read it, thanks for reading, if not, i dont blame you