tomorrow:
cleaning my mom’s co-worker’s house.
twenty minutes ago:
getting told to take out my lip ring or tongue ring.
i don’t want to take out either.
mother: ‘take it out. or i am not taking you to gary’s’
gary=guy whose house i am cleaning.
simple solution: i take out lip ring so i can clean and get big bucks then put it back in when i get home.
take it out and leave it out.
leave it in, don’t go clean, don’t get big bucks, no one gets cmas presents.
including mom.
hmm…
i like the first one.
i know the good thing to do is to listen to my mom.
but this is expressing me as an individual and my independence.
that is what being katie is.
being an individual.
being a rebel.
being a pain in the butt.
but also.
being quite helpfull.
being a caring person.
who loves helping others.
but also wants to be herself and not be a poster child who does everything that everyone else does.
who does things they don’t want to do just because it is in.
who is bummed out when their parents won’t let them buy $100 jeans.
no.
i want to be the one who may look rough around the edges
but will take the shirt off my back so someone less fortunate can be warm.
the one who gives up her time to help special needs kids feel like people.
who loves her mother unconditionally, even though her mother hates everything in my wardrobe and all the metal in my body.
that’s me in a nutshell.
a small nutshell.
there is a lot more to me.
=]
just thought i would have this little rant.
thank you.
