je ne sais pas
I wish i was french. And i wish i had family that lived in france so i could go visit them just to get away.
Lately I’ve had an impulse with correcting people on their spelling.
Creepy creepy creepy physical therapists. Maybe creepy isn’t the right word. It probably isn’t. But today, was…. dang, it was hard. Sitting on your butt all summer, and then going straight into a rigorous work out isn’t exactly easy. The muscles around my knee are weak, and for those of you who don’t know, I tore my acl at soccer practice back in january. My main...
this summer’s gone by way too fast. i’ve already got my schedule for school. i don’t have anyone that i know in my classes, so it should be fun getting to know everyone. block schedule sounds like hell.
"why does everything revolve around money?"
My mom always gets mad at me for things that I didn’t say or do. Whenever my brother asks for a toy of some sort, she always says, “you guys need to stop asking me for money”. It’s like she’s including me in on the scolding. I rarely ask my mom for money. She claims that she works really hard, but i know, i just know that my dad works ten times harder than she does...