11.22

Crazy day.

I snoozed from 7 to 10 today. I was supposed to bring my car in at 8, but I figured it wouldn't be that busy anyways. So I was about to snooze one more time when my mom came in and was like "psst, I thought you were going to bring your car to the dealer?" And I started mumbling non-words. So I got up, took a shower, all that, blah blah. Went downstairs and ate with my ma. I got in a discussion with her about my cousin who is banned from family functions even though he lives so far away already. And I tried to talk some sense to her. If only I could tell her all the shit he could be doing right now, but he isn't, so she said she'd talk to the other adults. Left the house.

The wait in the dealership wasn't long. I went home in time to pick up my sister from school, then got some Starbucks. When we got home, we left with mom to go to the Great Mall to buy presents. Man, Christmas shopping is a fucking pain in the ass. Especially going to buy shit for little kids when you're on a budget. you wanna get them the coolest shit, but the prices don't allow you to splurge. So we went there, then to Ross, which I fuckin hate.

Got home, walked around for a bit. Waited. Ate. Then went out with Kathleen and my sister to Santana Row to make my requests and hit up Urban Outfitters for stocking stuffers for 404. Went to Urban Outfitters first. Mannnn, gotta love that place. Haha. Yeah I went NUTS. I coulda went even more nutso, but I didn't have enough cushion in my bank account. So yeah. After that went to make my requests.

THE STORE WAS MADNESS. All these co-workers dressed up as normal gave it away. So I had my chats, got my forms, went up to fricken talk to Anjie. AHHH. As soon as she saw me she was like "DO YOU WANNA WORK?!" I thought she was joking so I laughed, confused. Then I tried to get out of it, pointing at my sister and cousin, saying I can't. But nahhhh, she just gave me those eyes, the eyes that get bigger in my head with every question anyone's asks of me. So I gave in, told her I'd be in in a little bit, and she signed off all of my requests not even caring when they were. DAMN! THAT EASY! Hah.

So I was stressin out trying to figure out how to get my cousin home while helpin my store out. So I was about to drop em off and was out of the garage already when we decided that they would wait and could take my car if anything. So I went up to the store and started helping.

CRAZY ALPHABETIZING MADNESS. PS2 GAMES. XBOX360 GAMES. A PHONE THAT DIDN'T STOP RINGING! So I was pretty fuckin busy for two hours I was there. But it was cool sharing in madness with people. They're fun folks, really. I always enjoy their clear heads. And ya know, chaos unites. haha.

So I left at 940 to bring my cousin home, my parents were supposed to leave tonight but they didn't, so now I'm stuck here trying to find a way to sneak out to my coworker party when they get off. Hah!

Life is interesting. And it just started raining too. What the fuck is that?

All this family drama makes me wanna scream at adults. Scream real hard and think about what they're doing to their fucking kids. Make them gander at a thing or two and ask themselves if they truly think what they're doing is right. Some parents just don't know how to do it. I'm really fortunate to have my parents. They trust me a lot though I let them down constantly, and that's what really hurts sometimes. But then I'd rather have that then being on the watch 24/7. We're all good kids, we just need a little trust.

My ma says she gives you the benefit of the doubt. You just gotta tell them what they're doing, and come to a mutual understanding of each other in order to have peace. It's not easy, but like everything in life, it's one hour of your life, a few days--it passes. So endure for a bit, then learn from it.

Look at it that way. Nothing gold stays. Nothing you cringe through keeps you cringing. Ya feel me? Nothing lasts forever. So get through it and keep your head up. Alone. Or with someone there. Who cares. This is your fuckin life, so live for yourself if anything.

And that's my two cents. Actually maybe 15. But ya know what.

Don't care.

Happy Gobble Gobble everyone.

And HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANA!