I feel like I'm in a ocean-y type of mood. I'd really like to update my blog more often, but then again, I'd like to do alot of things more often.
School is over, my finals are done, and I feel oh-so-good. I'd feel much better if I was on a desert island, or at least somewhere away from mom. I am so tired of being alone with her all day long! It is sooo annoying. She talks non-stop when she isn't sleeping. And I could deal with talking, but she just rants and raves all day long and it's enough to drive a normal, sane person like me crazy. And I am so tired of smelling her cigarette smoke! I can't wait until I can afford to move out.
I finally broke the news to mom and dad that I was going to work at camp this summer, dad already knew, but mom, back in oh like the fall, had a fit that she wasn't able to control my life, and she told me under no certain terms was she going to "allow" me to work there this summer. What does she have against it? Nothing more than the fact that she can't control my life and it bothers her. I told her, I'm 23 years old and if I plan to fly to the Artic and run around in a bikini all summer long that's what I'll do. Well, anyways, I hadn't talked to her for a while about it because I didn't want to argue about it, but I finally decided it was time to tell her, so yeah, I just blurted it out, and either she was distracted enough or was in such a good mood that she didn't care. Either way, worked to my benefit. I was going to go regardless, I just didn't want to constantly argue with her about it.