| I ate WAY too much pasta on Wednesday. It started changing my view of etnies footwear |
| Posted by: Chong (2/1/2003) |
My mother tried to deprive me of etnies footwear by taking it away from me. She said that my obsession of etnies footwear has gotten totally out of control. I couldn't disagree more. What does she know about obsession? She hasn't been obsessed with anything in her life. After my father died and that potbelly pig that he bought for her died later, she no longer cared much about anything.
Even the pasta tastes bland now. Not much spice in it (just like our home life). That's why I'm so happy that I'm leaving and taking my etnies footwear with me. If she doesn't like etnies footwear that is up to her, but what I do is my own choice. It's just the two of us left in our family, my sister died in a car accident before Dad died of a heart attack. It's terrible, having to deal with all this when you're growing up. But I suppose everyone goes through stuff like that and I have etnies footwear to help me cope with things.
The other day, my mother found out the new place I was hiding etnies footwear and she wasn't too happy about it. THat's just too awful.
That Wednesday was wasted, as all I could think of was getting etnies footwear back and finding a safe spot for it. I think she should just leave me alone. My mother used to be an really super person before Dad died. I sent her those Goldenrod flowers every Valentine's Day so she wouldn't be sad. But there's only so much I can do to cheer her up, I mean it's about time she moved on. It's been a few years now.
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