Who Cares?

I'm not too bothered about anything today. I sometimes get a bit down, but I just need to focus on the good stuff. It's all about perspective. I mean, who cares that my dad forgot to pick me up, or that a group of girls I've never met and never will again at Whitehorn yelled "skank" and "whore" as I walked by? Not me! They can all eat my ass. I have everything I need to be happy. Sometimes I get upset with my mom, or dad, or lack of money, or whatever. But then I look at it again. I have a mom, I have a dad, I have some money, and I have a good life. I have Kevin, and Kari, and Evan, and lots of people who love me just the way I am.
What I don't have is an actual dinner. And potato chip dinners make me sad. And fat.

Musical Quote of the Day

"To make a mountain of your life
Is just a choice
But I never learned enough
to listen to the voice that told me
Always love
Hate will get you every time
Always love
Don’t wait till the finish line"

-Nada Surf Title: Always Love