My sixth blog

im starting to notice that im getting back into normal human mode slightly. im finding it harder and harder to stay up late like ive been doing the last couple weeks. im falling asleep typing this now...why dont i just go to sleep??? because THAT, my friends, would make too much freaking sense.







which brings me to the subject of illogical (idk if thats even spelt right, but who cares right now) people. you see, got into a fight with my mama the other night, and one of the major things that started it was my door. yes, thats right, my door. you see, i like to close my door; gives me a sense of privacy, therefore i get things done a bit more proficiently or i can relax or relieve stress, not to mention sing and dance when no one is looking. but for some unknown reason, to the marvelous woman known as my mother, my door being closed means im doing nothing. but anyways, im sitting on my computer, actually getting what im suppose to be getting done done, and she opens my door after it being closed for an hour and a half (about) and GLARES at me, like i had done something wrong. so, i shift my eyes like any normal person and say "what?" and without even coming over to the other side of the room to look at my comp, she just assumes im goofing off! then tells me "ur door has been shut for over an hour" so i offer to show her what i have been doing, but she just continues to glare at me then tells me to keep the door open.

whatever.....took me hours to finish this....uhg....she just wont stop yelling!!

1:40pm