My mom loves to argue with me or tell me things that I absolutely cannot comprehend. Or she just wants to tell me off or make me feel worse about my self than I already am. So I have a class picture hanging on the wall from when I was in Senior Kindergarten! Over 20 years ago. She looks at it and says, “Oh I wonder what happened to everyone. I bet they are all married now and have kids and great young adults.”

I said, “I don’t care.”

She said, “do you care about anything? Or anyone?”

I said, “no. Why should I? Why should I care about people I haven’t seen for over 20 years!”

She said, “you are awful and I don’t understand you. Everyone cares about people and the past and how life turned out except you.”

I said, “ok whatever.”

She got me so mad. What am I to do? Look at people’s pictures or remember people or look at how great people’s lives have turned out. They are married, have children, and grown up! What am I to do really? Sit and mope around and keep thinking to my self, “WOW. My life sucks. Could it be any more suckier? I have a dead end job and I can’t even get another one. Boring life. No one talks to me or looks at me. None of my friends live in this stupid city of mine, and I have no idea what’s going to happen to me tomorrow.”

Could my life be any crappier?

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Yesterday or was it the day before my sister came home from school complaining about how the locker hit her finger and she got a huge scratch. The teacher then got her a first aide kit and bandaged her. So my sister loves to tell the story over and over and keep showing the evidence. So I looked at it and said, “this is nothing compared to what I what I used to do.”

She said, “what happened to you? Any bruises in school?”

I said, “yah! Almost every day. But one was special.”

She said, “what? What happened?”

I said, “well, you know the sharpener and the metal part of it? Those circle plastic sharpeners with the metal top?”

She said, “yah?”

I said, “Yah, so the sharpener broke off and fell inside the sharpener. I was a genius when I was 6 years old. You know what I did?”

She said, “what?????”

I said, “I wanted to take out the metal sharpener part by inserting my finger through the hole to take it out. My finger got stuck and wouldn’t come out. The top part was metal and the more I tried to take my finger out of it, the more the metal tried to go into my skin. So I couldn’t get my finger out of the hole.”

She said, “oh my GOD! What did you do?”

I said, “well, the school called mama, and they took me to the nurse, but the nurse couldn’t do anything.”

She said, “What?”

I said, “well, they had to search around for anyone who has a plier. The metal had to be broken apart with the plier. So I had about 3 teachers and a nurse around me till they found a plier and broke the metal. My finger was then free!”

She said, “wow. So you were bandaged for a while?”

I said, “yep. It was cut under my skin! I was heavily bandaged! I was famous after that day! Everyone in my grade knew me for what I did!”

She said, “I am way better than you. I never do that to my self.”

I said, “yah. You are not living your childhood at all. I used to come home every day from school with bleeding knee or bruised somewhere on my body.”

She said, “huh?”

I said, “yaaaah!! I played sports, especially soccer for school and I was bruised all the time. Mama would get mad on a daily bases!”

I think my sister after that thought I was a crazy horrible child! She just haven’t lived her childhood to the max yet! I feel sorry for her. Tsk tsk!”

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SEE! I changed my damn theme to be BRIGHTER and READABLE and EASY TO LOAD! Happy? My rebellion has just died with such brightness! Ah my eyes.

I can’t talk anymore. I am not used to such brightness. It is making me soft hearted!

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Fine! I will change the theme. I will create a new one from scratch! Just give me 2 or 3 days. Until then, for a punishment, I will not post!

I am kidden. I will keep posting and working on a new template. This one is long over due.

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Many people read my blog. I mean MANY! If I could count the number of visitors plus email subscribers plus RSS feed readers, then I got WAY too many. So I want to ask you this, “what advice would you give me from reading my blog?” It can be anything. Anything you saw wrong or want to criticize then tell me. Give me the advice that I think I need. This is the first and last time I am going to do this. So take advantage of this once in a life time opportunity!

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