I'm really badly stuck. This is my first year, & I'm only a bit over 1,000 words. I'm bored with my story already. :( Argh.
And is the whole Annapolis BS pissing you off as much as me? (Please say yes. :P) Cause I am pissed off. Like this family didn't have enough money already. Like I didn't just have to take out $100 to get my teeth fixed tomorrow. Like I don't need to get a boot fixed because a seam ripped. These goddamn politicians & their cushy jobs! I hate them all. On top of having to go to school with stuck up spoiled brats with their stupid rhinestone-encrusted cell phones that fold out twelve different ways, don't ay "excuse me" if they bump into you, make YOU swerve to avoid THEM in the halls, & apparently, my stupid worthless generation just wants to bum at Mommy & Daddy's house for the rest of their lives, so fuck the people like me who don't!
Am I the only one here who wishes someone would just nuke us? Seriously. Life is such total bullshit, it's not even funny.
I'm seriously wondering how this family's supposed to keep everything together, thanks to the asses in Annapolis, & really have no goddamned clue how I'm supposed to move out & get something like a life.
Sorry, I just ranted here when I should've done that in my journal. But seriously, this is the reason I am Independent. I don't care what political party anybody's from: I don't trust them, they've all got an agenda, they only care about votes & keeping their cushy little jobs, & honestly, I am pretty damned sure I genuinely hate them. It's horrible, but true.
....Should start a revolution. 666: the Number of the Tax Increase. :P (Admit the wit!)
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Date: 2007-11-13 12:06 am (UTC)And is the whole Annapolis BS pissing you off as much as me? (Please say yes. :P) Cause I am pissed off. Like this family didn't have enough money already. Like I didn't just have to take out $100 to get my teeth fixed tomorrow. Like I don't need to get a boot fixed because a seam ripped. These goddamn politicians & their cushy jobs! I hate them all. On top of having to go to school with stuck up spoiled brats with their stupid rhinestone-encrusted cell phones that fold out twelve different ways, don't ay "excuse me" if they bump into you, make YOU swerve to avoid THEM in the halls, & apparently, my stupid worthless generation just wants to bum at Mommy & Daddy's house for the rest of their lives, so fuck the people like me who don't!
Am I the only one here who wishes someone would just nuke us? Seriously. Life is such total bullshit, it's not even funny.
I'm seriously wondering how this family's supposed to keep everything together, thanks to the asses in Annapolis, & really have no goddamned clue how I'm supposed to move out & get something like a life.
Sorry, I just ranted here when I should've done that in my journal. But seriously, this is the reason I am Independent. I don't care what political party anybody's from: I don't trust them, they've all got an agenda, they only care about votes & keeping their cushy little jobs, & honestly, I am pretty damned sure I genuinely hate them. It's horrible, but true.
....Should start a revolution. 666: the Number of the Tax Increase. :P (Admit the wit!)