My tattoo is peeling and itching like crazy! It's madness! haha I met this really cool dude online. He's so much like me. We're always fucking joking around and being silly. It's nice to have someone to fuck around with. I hate it when people are sooo serious. They kinda make me nervous. You feel like you can't even tell a joke or something. I tell lots of jokes that can offend the wrong people. What they don't understand is I don't mean it in a bad way...I'm just joking, man! I can't live life without laughing and having fun. I don't understand how anyone can. That's why I love my kids so much. I can be super pissed and they'll still manage to put a smile on my face. It's the greatest feeling in the world to smile. I suppose you just have to be around the right kinda people.
Anyway...pay day tomorrow! Don't you just looooove pay day? haha It's great to have a little extra cash, huh? I'm gonna see if I have enough to buy that domain name and start paying for the server. I'm bummed that no one really remembered my birthday and didn't send me any presents or anything. Not even a stinkin' card! Geez. I think my daddy is sending me some cash tomorrow when he gets paid too. I'm hoping he'll send enough to get the matching tattoo I was talking about in the last journal. If not, I won't worry too much. I really want to get my lip pierced. If it's not enough for the tatt, I'll get the piercing.
My momma is coming in two weeks. She's gonna flip when she sees my neck... It "hurts her feelings" supposedly. She says she made me and I'm ruining my body. Keyword being MY body. According to her, it's a body on loan from Jesus. Where do I make payments to buy this fucker, then? Who do I write the checks out to?
Anyway...pay day tomorrow! Don't you just looooove pay day? haha It's great to have a little extra cash, huh? I'm gonna see if I have enough to buy that domain name and start paying for the server. I'm bummed that no one really remembered my birthday and didn't send me any presents or anything. Not even a stinkin' card! Geez. I think my daddy is sending me some cash tomorrow when he gets paid too. I'm hoping he'll send enough to get the matching tattoo I was talking about in the last journal. If not, I won't worry too much. I really want to get my lip pierced. If it's not enough for the tatt, I'll get the piercing.
My momma is coming in two weeks. She's gonna flip when she sees my neck... It "hurts her feelings" supposedly. She says she made me and I'm ruining my body. Keyword being MY body. According to her, it's a body on loan from Jesus. Where do I make payments to buy this fucker, then? Who do I write the checks out to?
kinkerbelle:
lol. I know what you mean. I could be angry or real sepressed and my kids will cheer me up easily. My mom sounds like yours. She treats me like she thinks I'm still a baby. I just tell her (in a nice but firm way) I'm an adult now mom, I can do what I want. I've been thinking about getting my lip pierced, but I am not that great with pain, so I dunno. If you get it done, let me know if it was'nt too bad.
kreatinkaos:
Wait a few more years and you will be wishing that people would forget your birthday