You know what I hate? When you work like hell to do well and for a whole term and then, for one day, you ask for a damn break and your dad goes in his grumpy, annoying attitude, “You’ve been lazy lately..blah blah blah..-deathstare-”.
Why? Because I didn’t do my self-tutored-sometimes-taught-by-my-dad maths for like, 2 days so I could study hardcore for legal studies and GMA. So how the fuck am I lazy? I swear, just because he spends all afternoon laying in bed he thinks I’ve done nothing during that time. It’s funny how we only focus on our own life. But seriously, don’t you dare tell me I’m lazy when you don’t even know what I’m doing.
Eh, I was gonna go on about how this kind of under-appreciation thing goes on on both sides; but I really can’t be bothered right now. It’s finally the holidays! I might just start on a new layout today.
My name is Meg, some call me Gem, others Megan. I'm an eighteen year old girl from Australia who has a domain addiction and is about to enter the world of University where I hope to not get pummeled by Comm/Law. I have an amazing boyfriend named Bryan who likes to make up words and stuff with me.