Saturday, September 7, 2013

Forceful spa treatment


  My mom send me to the spa forcefully! That's right she forced me to go because I'm breaking out and my body just aches all the time. She made me get a massage and a facial, it was relaxing but my mind doesn't ever stop thinking. All I could think was I could be finishing my accounting homework instead of lying down on that massues' table. I'm glad I got the clean up facial, I'm breaking out like crazy. I've never had acne not even as a teenager and now suddenly I'm a pimple faced adult. I'm having stress acne and nothing in my life is helping the situation. One task ends another begins and it never stops I've just stopped hoping it will.

 I had my first accounting test on Wednesday, it was such a beautiful disaster.  I knew everything but I ran out of time when I was completing the calculations and I just filled it in with the previous answer. I spend about 4 days in school and the other three with my online classes. Whatever time I have left over I work and then it begins all over again. 

   I really miss my dad, he would handle so many things. My dad is full time working dad but he would always fill up the gas in my car. I mean I used to do it, but still. Also, even though he and my brother would clash, he would still have some sort of hold on him. My brother is responsible for all my acne, I think I might be having blood pressure problems because of him. Everytime I see there is this pounding in my head, my ears become hot and my breath comes out in puffs. I think he's picked up new bad habits and some how he's gotten a job that gives him financial support. Most people with jobs learn responsibilities, he learns new bad habits. 

  Now I'm angry with my dad, I haven't heard from and I think it'll be best if we don't hear from him until his retreat is over. What was he thinking leaving that idiot at this stage? I'm really confused, angry and I'm trying to make sense of everything but it's not happening. I don't want to bother my mother, she goes through enough and my brother doesn't help the cause. 

Bottom line: I'm trying not to care so much I'm sticking to my list. Part of it atleast, I'm not going to pressure myself. One GOAL: kiss some guy/any guy by the end of this year.

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