Rule No. 842: Never Shop With My Mum To These Kind of Stores
I better make use of what a journal is rather than posting complete and utter crud.
DO NOT READ THIS.
Yesterday I went to the city with my mum and went to this shop I explained to my mum that my friend told me about (my mum and me went to this shop before but she probably forgot what this shop was so I explained it to her but I didn't mention it was the same store that we visited with my friend before). I told my mum I wanted to go there to check out the shoes, buy a CD and a DVD that I've been trying to look for all over the state so she agreed to go to the store.
The shop's name is Utopia, when we went inside and looked at the boots, shoes and clothing my mum was complaining that the merchandise were unworthy of its prices (well, she didn't actually say that). She hates the style of platforms and you know...the other stuff like fishnets and those spikey collars. I felt like my mum was yelling at the guy at the counter, if I weren't so shy I would apologise to him. I was so embarassed in there so I went to buy a few things and didn't browse inside the shop thoroughly enough meaning I didn't get a chance to look at the DVDs gonk . I even saw this Good Charlotte thing hanging or something but when I looked at it I was about to leave the shop.
My mum feels uncomfortable in stores like these. It happened before when I brang my friend to this store. I shouldn't bring my mum along with me but she did pay for some of the nice things and I can't take care of myself, its scary when I'm going to places on my own, you heard of the crimes. I told her that I wanted to go with my aunty and uncle to this new place where they both bought me cool Christmas presents and my mum got angry because I upset her.
When my mum and me were sitting and eating this girl dressed in black with high boots walked past and my mum kept on annoying me and asked "Is that what you're trying be?", I replied "no" and she kept making fun of people who dress like that. She says that 'they're wearing that just to get attention', I was so...so...arrgh! Yeah, I was an 'arrgh' 3nodding . I just wanted to dress the way I want to...the way I feel most comfortable in, I'm NOT trying to get attention, I'm not trying to be someone I'm not, I'm not trying to impress anyone but myself nor am I being a tryhard! Even though I do dress somewhat like that nowadays or a bit pop-ish I'm still a nice person inside smile . Okay, I admit, I'm a nice-person-tryhard, I try my best to be nice to people but it doesn't work out properly because I'm too shy emo .
I don't mean to offend anyone or someone but I really don't like it when someone tells me that I just want to get attention, I'm sorry. A crybaby is a thing I was born with, I don't cry to get attention, its not like "Ow, I have a bruise on my leg I'm just gonna go and cry so that people will come over to me and feel sorry for me". My feelings get hurt very, very, very, very, very easily, I wish I can outgrow this, I watch these movies and play video games where the hero is most courageous, I want to be like that and I'm trying, I did stop myself from crying at something sad once but the tears bursted out. I have this crying switch inside of me that turns on very quickly when someone does or say bad things about me. I'm sorry for mentioning this, I honestly don't mean to offend you but this has been on my mind ever since you first mentioned it.
Don't think that for a minute I would forget about the tiny things that I questioned or you've done to me. Once I feel a burden I never get it off my mind and I become suspicious about the situation ninja . Even though I kinda forget alot of things.
Sorry this journal sounds like it was written by a 7-year-old because I mention 'my mum' alot. This journal entry was something I just wanted to express what I felt yesterday, its not for your enjoyment, its something like I'm talking to a brick wall or myself. I would write this in my diary but the cover colour is quite disturbing and my mum READS my diary. It wouldn't matter if I got a lock on it, she'll just somehow find a way to unlock it without using the key. My mum wouldn't read it here because she wouldn't know my password to my account on the computer or on Gaia.
So yeah, and again I'm not seeking attention because I don't expect or want people to read it but if you already did thats okay. If you did none of this would make sense because of major technical brain damage that I possess, something I don't understand myself so don't question it.
I don't feel like setting this journal to private because there are some entries where they can enjoy reading it like my Tales of Symphonia fanfic which was meant to be funny, at least I think its a fanfic.
I can tell you that I'm not like I am in real-life like I am on Gaia. In real-life I'm NOT evil =) , I don't express how I feel, I don't look like my avi even though I would and blah-bitty blah...blah.
Now I will end this entry with a happy ending smile !
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