Anyways, I need to fill you in with my life. Gosh, I sound like one of those super-snotty fake-tanned steriotypical Westchester housewives -_________-. Whatever. Okay. Back to what I was saying, track's almost over, and I'm kinda sad. Yeah, I wasn't the best, but I sure as hell tried, and it was the only way I could exersize a lot and have it be okay with my mom. She's always on my tail. ALWAYS. I "forget" to eat yogurt or cereal or whatnot, and she thinks I'm restricting. I am, but I'm trying to be pretty darn descreet about it. Well, it's Mother's Day, so I can't complain. I made my mom French toast and coffee for her breakfast. My brother walked the dog for her at 6 in the morning. And my dad took us all out to eat for an early dinner. Sometimes I don't understand my mom and dad. They should hate each other (they're divorced!), but somehow they can still go out to eat with us and act like a normal, happy couple. They don't hug, or kiss, or hold hands, but it's still weird!
Happy Mother's Day Goddesses ;-) Give tus madres something to be happy about!
-Unknown Athena
Mu parents used to be like that, either at eachothers throats or all happy and stuff, i just went with the flow! xx
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