Yeah, I'm posting a second time today.

But seriously, gah, what do YOU know? I understand everything I do is imperfect, but what are you to tell me that I'm wrong and it looks horrible? It's not like you're walking perfection either. Let me do my own things in my happiness, and you go on with your life, doing what YOU want to do, not telling me what to do. You have no authority.

Oh, and I did my math homework wrong. Again. ****.

I need to stop complaining so much. It feels good to rant though... And seriously, I'm not normally this cranky. It's annoying. *wants to get out of this funk*