The Weird Wacky Random stuff that goes on in my Head!!

Struggles in my life vs. Struggles in a perfect person's life

My life struggles:

- Homework

-Updating stories

-Waiting for people to update other stories

-Sister

-Cousin

-Teachers

-Science(WHY HAVEN'T YOU UPDATED MY GRADES UGH)

- Friends

-Enemies

-Haters

-People who are in relationships(nobody at the time, luckily, though this might change by the time other people read this chapter)

- Summaries in L.Arts

-Failing at my serves in volleyball

-Not going to Quito...eh, there was no hope anyways

- People staring at my fangirling

- People just being people

- Guys being weird

-SBH being weird to CB...no really, it is so frickin WEIRD

-People in my class reading my stories...JESUS DON'T JUDGE ME

- Not being as perfect as i wish I was

-Being a perfectionist...

-Being way.too.loud.waaay wayy too loud.

-then being quiet when I'm supposed to be loud

-Being looked down upon

-People not believing in me

-When characters die...FRED WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DIE?! SIRIUS WHY DO YOU HAVE TO DIE??!! VOLDEMORT WHY COULDN'T YOU HAVE DIED SOONER!!!??

-Just any struggles in my life in general.

V.S

Perfect people struggles (yeah, I know, nobody is perfect not even CB because his flaw is BEING perfect. Yes, that is a flaw. Correct me if I'm wrong...NOT. But still, the 99.9% almost perfect people):

-Completely totally absolutely NOTHING AT ALL. THEY HAVE NOOOO STRUGGLES. WHY PEOPLE WHY.

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I'm supposed to be doing homework but I have none at all...so I'm on an update roll...mostly on this story tho...also, a cousin from China is coming to visit tonight and we have to go to dinner in a chifa. YAY FOOD! and I have to be ready...I'm wearing these black jeans and some random shirt and then this is a discussion that happens EVERY SINGLE TIME when I try to choose my own clothes:

Me: Yay! My clothes are washed! I can actually choose freely! La la La la La *chooses*

Mom: So Mei, what are you wearing?

Me: *shows mom*

Mom: You're not going out with that! This is elegant! Well, not elegant elegant, just dressy, kinda

Me: *blinks and stares* So....is this ok?

Mom: *facepalms* No it's not ok. Wear the pretty flower dress-

Me: NOOOO

Mom: How about the skirt-

Me: NOOOOOO

Mom: How about the tank top-

Me: NOOOO

Mom: And what about-

Me: NOOOONOOOOONOOOO-

Mom: -your leggings with this shirt, I was gonna say...

Me: -NOOOOOOOOOh wait! Which one?

Mom: Look this one *shows me in my closet*

Me: Umm....nah

Mom: I wasn't asking. I'm telling you to use it.

Me: Umm...how about my other jeans? The dark dark blue ones?

Mom: I have spoken. 

Me: But-

Mom: Nope

Me: Can-

Mom: Nope

Me: I please-

Mom: Nope

Me: I got in two words!

Mom: Keep playing smart young lady

Me: Sorry

Mom: *sighs* just use the leggings

Me: Fiiineeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee*SIGHS*

Mom: What was that? Did I just hear a sigh?

Me: No

Mom: Fix that tone of voice

Me: ok

Mom: What do you say?

Me: Ok mom.

Mom: Good.

Me: ...

Mom: WELL HURRY UP WE'RE GONNA BE LATE!!

(by this time at LEAST 10 minutes have passed)

Me: OOPS ok sorry, going!

So yah.

Ugh my hair is dripping down my back. It's still wet. I would totally go dry it but too lazy so nah.