Alot of people have a differet perspective of the world, god, and the whole works.  Really, it all confuses me.  Why? There are so many religions I just cant keep up with them.  I have no clue what mine is, so as I trudge home in the rain, my black hoodie over my clothes, pulled down tight to try and keep me warm.  Of course, staying warm was useless. Ha ha, walking home from school, by myself, in the rain (on top of all of it) I had this time to think, and all these different topics rushed thru my head.  Religion, the world, bla bla bla.  It was just a bunch of mumbo jumbo that I couldnt make since of.  If I tried to think about one, I was suddenly pulled off track by some how relating it to the other, an bam.....confused?  Me too, and in being pulled off track, confused, ect. I found myself stepping into a ginormas puddle soaking me all the way past my ankle and then running strait into a pole.  I think to myslef, maybe I should look up and walk.....hmmm, possibly a good idea.  So after I run thru a gigantic, ginormas, puddle...then running into a pole, I think (again) about what my english teacher had said to me.

"Your essay is very good Liah....but your vocabulary and spelling arent so good."  Then she plopped the paper in front of me to reveal my 2.5.  I was so pissed,  I sunk low in my seat and threw the essay in my binder.  That made me want to give up on a writing career. Ok Mrs. Partrige, I am sorry I dont have a perfect vocab, and that I abrveiate the words and, and with....I cant help it, its a habit....Gosh...."  (notice how I abrveiated vocabulary) ha ha...thats what I wanted to say to that white haried.....stupa, but I kept my mouth shut.  Oh yea, a stupa, just something to call some one, ha ha.

By now, I am home.  I walk thru the door and there is no sound of anyone.  I go into the kitchen and theres a note on the fridge,

Liah, went to the store, be back later, sorry I forgot to come and pick you up. Love Mom.

I threw the note in the trash and my blood boiled hot. I got in the fridge and got out a water, then set on the barstool.  She forgot to pick me UP! IN THE PORING RAIN.....Love Mom my ass.

Well, I guess lifes not fair is it?