Journal Entry

Tonight I feel beat. Fuck this day. I'm more than ready to just be done with it. Honestly, it wasn't the day. It was part of the day. Just this little fraction of it that set my mind into irritation. I'm not irritated now, but I'm suffering the side effects. Thank God it will be different tomorrow. Because ya.... no..... Some people's children.... I am so excited about this weekend. It is FLOWER TIME!!!!!!! Every year I go through the same thing..... IMy version of spring fever.

I have this toxic trait...... I think that I can grow flowers...... I think I can grow a pretty lawn....... And every year it ends the same. One or two flowers hanging on for dear life, I'm out an outragous amount that was spent, I'm tired, my feat are fucked because I hate wearing shose, my hands are fucked because I hate wearing gloves, and the lawn is weeds.

Every year I vow that it will be different....... oh, and btw, I sit here and wonder why oh why do they always die or never grow..... ignoring the fact that I tried to just plant seeds because I can't bring myself to pay $20 for a plant..... So $50 in seeds and none of them grown.... sounds about right.

So this year is gonna be different lol

I may not pimp myself out for only fans but I might for plants lol.

Wish me luck.... this weekend I get to uncover and see what survived my chaos.