It's Friday? Hell Nooo

So, today.. yesterday, the day before, the week before, month, year....
What the fuck is going on?
Shouldn't I be enjoying my life by now?
Honestly, come on.
I certainly don't want to be getting older but obviously I can't stop it.
But that doesn't mean I enjoy watching the days all blend together and watching the year fade and seeing a new one approach.
Birthdays are nice but at the same time can just go fuck off.

I'm waiting for when I can have some "Me" time and not always be taking care of someone else or someone else s' shit.
I'm already doing so much I'm trying to imagine what it's going to be like once I get a job and go to college.
I'll die.
Like literally I will just fall over and die from all the work.
Okay... So maybe I won't really dieee...
But close enough.

I mean I clean the house, I take care of the animals, take care of GB and make sure everything's alright.
Because she's a stubborn ass bitch who refuses to go to the doctors, etc. etc.
Then I'm taking care of little sister too, she's almost as big a bitch as GB.
Just wait till she hits the teen years...

We will all be fucked then.

I hardly have any time for writing and when I do make time I'm stumped on what I should write or I'm just tired and don't feel like writing...
Well normally I feel like writing I just don't know what to write.
So WHAT the fuck do I do?

I'm still stuck on story ideas and no one offers any good advice, I just need to find that story that gives me that flow.
But so far no luck.

Today's been up and down and has kind of sucked, it hasn't really seemed like a Friday.
I mean yeah a lot of Fridays haven't been great but I kind of need today to not be shit.
I decided to give myself the day off from cleaning the house, but I did have to feed the animals.
That's one thing that can't be skipped.

And I probably won't get very much sleep tonight because I'll more than likely be talking to Tristan.
Mr.Sandman pretty much says "fuck me" most of the time anyway.

So lately I've been feeling super duper weird, like weirder than I normally feel which is already weird, so I guess I'm just getting weirder...
People already can't handle me, how will they handle an even weirder me?!

I don't know, I think I need a vacation, away from family.
So I can collect myself and just relax.

Even after Monday and Tuesday the calendar says "WTF"

Madder than a wet cat.

Well, this post name seems a bit "dodgy" because there's a lot of cats that really enjoy water, but that's not the damn point.
Anyway.
I'm pissed.
Like seriously P-I-S-S-E-D.

Why?
Because my younger sister is the biggest pain in my ass.
At the moment anyway.
She's one of those Ihavearighttohearanythingandeverythinganyonesays.

Kind of peopleeee...and one of those spoiled little children who have everything done for them because she's too damn lazy to TRY.
She should be banned from any and all electronic devices, except her Ds.
She knows how to use that.
Thank god. =.=

So I've been meaning to write and such, but I've still been recovering and haven't known what to write.
But I had to write this because I was and still am slightly ticked off.
SO.
I'll write something better later.