Summer

It's hard to think that this is what my 3rd week of summer. Practically my 4th, and yet I have only bought 4 items and worn 1 semi cute outfit, which doesn't even look that good speaking of the fact that I am wearing a sports bra. The top is horizontally stripped and multi colored. I have on a "cardigan," which is really just a cropped piece of fabric to cover my arms because I am to embarrassed to show them because they are fat and really pale. Then again I am really pale in general, so it doesn't really matter.  Anyway back to the topic. This is the second nice day in summer. The flowers are bloomed and taking over the small "gardens" that my parents decided to build into the deck, which is tearing up...God we should have used other material. Right now what is going underneath the deck is worse. Once again my mother is going off about how she wants everything to be clean and dandy. If she wanted that to happen she might want to gain our respect, so that we would actually do it. To start off with she should keep to her diet that has failed for the past 10 years that she said she was going to lose weight. My dog has now run upstairs. I figure we feel the same way about my mother. I mean I love her, but she is crazy, and no matter what you say to her she seems to make an argument out of it. I have talked to my dad on numerous occasions about this factor of my messed up life. The problem is that the lady of my birth thinks everything she does is right, and she will not stop pestering you until you admit that she is right. Even if she's not.