Seems that life's out to abuse my indecisiveness as much as possible! I have to choose sometimes between submitting to the boring reality of school and schoolish activities but not suffering, and living a superbly interesting life out of school, filled with endless guessing and suffering on my part. I have to, apparently, choose between looking hideously out of style when I go to my father's place but not getting reprimanded for it (while being thought of as fashion-inept), and wearing fashionable clothing that's a bit worse for wear (budget constraints) and being yelled at for "knowing better than to look like this" and "why am I paying ____$ a month in child support for you to walk around like this? you're supposed to know!"
I can go on but I won't. I suppose my nonexistent readers would tire of such gloomy stories, but seeing as my readers are nonexistent I may as well just tell the truth and nothing but the truth. Yes, lovelies, life isn't all happy for me. That's not to say it's all bad, either, but at the moment the scales are heavier on the negativity than not.
I may write something cheery when it arises..
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