(black construction paper and silver sharpie)
It has been a frustrating few days. Just general self-esteem, mother-daughter relationship, and academic problems. I mean, I'm doing fine (more than fine) in school lately, but I've been slacking off so much--to the point that I think it's at the breaking point, where everything will suddenly crash. Senioritis...
I feel really badly when my mom and I have fights. "Fights" isn't the accurate word. Arguments...disagreements...i don't know. She starts crying so easily, and there are just all these tiny things that aggravate me. I just feel like I don't deserve to have such good parents when I really don't do anything for them...they give me almost everything (emotional or material), and I don't give much back. My dad didn't take that job on the east coast two years ago for me and my mom, but if he would have, he wouldn't be going to Vietnam every two weeks and having to work harder for paying for my 4+ years of college. Not to mention the almost-equivalent Harker tuition.
Ugh. I hate money, and I hate how spoiled I am. I mean, I obviously love everything I've been given, but I just see it from a different perspective now, I guess.
This week is such a busy week...many, many tests. Spanish presentation on Cristina Fernández de Kirchner. Rehearsal. Miscellaneous obligations. I haven't seen Aneea in forever.
This one didn't scan very well. (watercolor & gold pen)
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