I'm a normal person. I guess when I'm reading other people's blogs I think "Are they really that happy, that optimistic, that... perfect?" I'm definatly not a bright, shiny, perfect person. I'm real, I'm a teenager, I mess up, I say things I don't mean, I fight with my siblings and I yell at my parents. I've been having a rough little while. I've had symptoms flare up, been to see doctors, had more medical tests ordered and am studying for finals. I've been irritable and moody but none of that justifies what I did. I got mad over something that now seems so stupid, which was sitting in the middle seat in the back of the truck. I was upset, I'd sat in the middle yesterday. So I did what all stressed, irritable teenagers do (at least I hope I'm not the only one!) and yelled, at pretty much anyone who would listen. I can't even remember everything I said, ahem yelled, but all the anger I had, the frustrations I felt, even if it wasn't related to this middle seat incident, it all came out. I was told to stop, but I didn't. I went on, pushing it one step further. I was mad, and so I got consequences (Part of which you'll find out is writing this blog post) I did, eventually, get in the car, and even in the middle seat. Just goes to show you that 1. I am so not a perfect girl who has it all together. and 2. actions have consequences. so I was having a bad day/ bad couple of days. I still screwed up and didn't have the right to take all my anger out on my family.
"Failure doesn't mean you fail as a person, it means you're growing."
warning: I had to write this post as punishment. nothing I say can be used against me in a court of law