I Don't Care

I decided to put this picture up because it has to do with the crazy shit that happened to me yesterday. Yesterday was just off, like one of those days where you wake up in the morning and you're just like "Today is gunna be different, somethings gunna happen." I thought that when I got to straighten all of my hair in 20 min. when it usually takes me 40 min. Not only that, in the morning almost all of us went to the park, we talked had a smoke, whatever, then instead of taking the normal way out through the ditch, I remember there's a tunnel. I suggest going through the tunnel just playing but Brianna and Keily were like "Oh yeah, let's go through there!" So we go through tat tunnel (which gave a great leg work out by the way;) and we come out crawling. Oh yeah, I think I forgot to mention....we were in skirts. At lunch instead of chilling at our normal places we decide to go to where some friends always hangout, they do the craziest shit, they wanted to kill a jackrabbit then they started playing dodge ball with a bunch of tennis balls. You see, this is what happens when you take their skateboards away. The office did actually. Then........there comes after school. Wow. I always get these weird adrenaline rushes when I feel something is going to happen. I call them my feelings, they're the only "gut feelings" that have NEVER proved me wrong. I'm thinking I got this feeling because something was going to go down on the blacktop so I tell everyone bye fast and I rush everyone to the bus. Turns out, the feeling wasn't to be felt on the blacktop, it was on the bus. I'm waling up the steps and Daisy turns around and says "He's here." I think and think and then I know who. I look at the back of the bus and there he is with his annoying hoodie. Kill me now. The one school related place where I never see him, he's there. He has just attacked my No-No-Zone and somehow made ME feel uncomfortable. Like by him just being here, he owns it now, now its not him entering my zone its me entering his. I sit down and I feel eyes on me and I just want to yell and get out of there.My friend Miranda puts on the earphones one in my ear another one in hers and we start blasting out to I Don't Care by Panic! At The Disco.I'm sitting there praying maybe they'll get off at the first stop with two of their friends........no. Okay well it has to be the second one and Sweet Jesus Christ he does. I swear I couldn't even look at him. He's that one guy I talked about and ugh I feel so weird. I get like  a mix of I want to punch you in the face, along with stop being everywhere, along with why did it end, along with a bunch of stuff. I can't describe it. It's pretty fucking wack. So I'm pissed, I'm fucking pissed the rest of the way home. Then i get pissed off a little bit more because I have to walk today. Again, I hardly ever walk. Then I get home and my cousin is coming but I have to babysit. Great. Babysitting 9 kids, fun. So we're babysitting trying to get some fun up in this bitch but in the end we just end up having a smoke in my grandpa's mobile home. They left at 8 and said they would be home in 2 hours. Bullshit. They come home at 12:30 and what do you know, my mom is a little tipsy. Perfect. Not only that, she invites them to stay and have more drinks, more! Everybody leaves, she goes up to change my dad goes outside to have a smoke, but wait, just wait. You have to wait till everybody goes to bed for the real stuff to happen. For my mom to yell out accusations at my dad out loud, to get his attention. I wouldn't really be pissed off if my mom had never promised me she wouldn't get drunk again. After an incident we had in Canada she promised me she wouldn't drink like that and she has done it again. It wouldn't bother me, just don't promise me something you don't intend to keep just to make me feel better. I don't need that I would much rather you come and tell me I'm sorry it got out of hand but I honestly don't know if I will really be able to stop yet. That's all I need, I don't need empty promises. My dad came to talk to me this morning asking if i had heard anything my mom said and I told him I didn't, but i already know what she says, I know she accuses him of cheating. I also know that he once did, and that now he probably doesn't, there's always that doubt in my mom's head, and in mine, but now I don't care because honestly it's none of my business and so what if he does, he's still going to be my dad. I understand why my mom gets like that I just hate that my little sisters have to see her like that. I can handle it, bu then again I don't know about my middle sister. Things get to her easily and I don't want my mom to be one of them.