Once again life is teaching me how important it is, that selfish bastard. God is testing me, or punishing me or possible both. MamaSummer's Kemo starts tomorrow. My mom was telling me how it kills all the cells, and that MamaSummer will be really sick. I became scared. I asked if I could not goto to my fathers house if she was feeling sick. I can barley deal with the thought of her sickley. She told me now, and that it'll give me a new perspective on life. Well you know fucking what!? Maybe I don't want a new perspective! Maybe I want my stepmom to be well. Maybe I want to my family to just be stable. Maybe I want to get good grades and hang out with friends, and not have to worry about my family and future. Maybe I should run away. Maybe I should lock myself in a closet and hide from reality. Maybe I'll get fake ID and move to a foreign country. I know that wishing won't make my stepmom well, and I know I cant run and hide from realty. Don't mind me I'm just upset.
On a lighter note:
I had a very artistic afternoon. Filled with painters, and jazz concerts, and contemplation of my inner self♥ I love to be surrounded by culture.
To the cancer patients of the world, My ♥ goes out to you...
Kate
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