I was reading that “death” blog that Khoi made. And I have no words. Next blog about his UP COMING VACATION TO HELL. Okay fine, I don’t know what kind of vacation he is talking about because I never signed up to see Khoi’s face ever again. And if we are going out of country it’s obviously that I won’t bring my iPad. But bringing a projector would be something an idiot (aka khoi) would do. Khoi doesn’t understand the pain I go through every day with my mom. I wake up during spring break AND WOAH HOMEWORK ALREADY. RUN OUTSIDE. Play(yea). LUNCH, HOMEWORK AND RUN WOAH. Doesn’t sound bad but the homework i’m talking about is past 5th grade. I can never tell what the kind of definition of school is to my mom. She says I have to be ahead of them. Aren’t I suppose to be WITH THEM? My mom doesn’t understand that she isn’t my teacher. She wonders a lot about why i’m such a good student at school but not at home. I have a similar question. Why is my mom such an angel on the outside, BUT ON THE INSIDE SHE IS A DEMON TO MY SISTER AND I. She’s lucky to have me as her child. If it was anyone else then they would be dead. And I started actually talking to my mom when she yells at me. When she yells at me I stay quiet and then start crying. But I can;t handle anymore. Each time she thinks bad about me my brain just starts going crazy.
IF only u could see it