As it would turn out, I have been disturbingly swamped this month. I'm not getting any sleep and I've failed a math test; which, if you've ever read my other blogs on failing math tests, means that my parents, specifically my mother this time, has attacked my self-esteem.
Besides the fact that every time I do something that she doesn't like and she blames me on being overweight, nights without sleep are catching up on me. On Friday night (or rather very early Saturday morning, after going to Disneyland with the D5) I got about 10 hours of sleep. Which would seem like a miracle, which it was, but I had a nightmare that has to do with diabetes, and those dreams just freak me out. I think my mother is getting to me, it's only really sad that I have nightmares about her.
I have also had an epiphany in which I realized that I really do only like reading because I'd rather have my imagination taken somewhere so I can get away from reality.
On top if failing a math test, my mother is taking part of my Spring Break away from me.
Fmylife
