My day has been interesting. Haven't done much. I got up. Made breakfast for my gf. Took a nap after she went to work. went with her, her sister and mom to the mall. That was hella interesting as none of them were in a good mood. I always love being there for those family moments. They are oh so special.
I'm moving out soon, or into the world. And get this, my mom finally decides to paint my room. And. And. She bought me all new furniture. Surprise! Wow. I was like.. erm... I don't even give a fuck at this point. And I have to stay in my brother's room tonight because I get really sick at the smell of paint fumes. That's lovely. I'm just glad he's away at college so I can abuse that.
In other news. My mom's bubble of happiness is starting to annoy the hell out of me. I get it, she's happy. But she's been dating this guy for like six months and she wants to marry him? I don't get it. I'm suppose to meet his kids. Which his oldest is my age, how weird is that? I'd have a brother my age. God. And two more sisters. I have a 13 year old sister, I don't need a 14 and 12 year old to go along with her. Sheesh.
I am freezing. I'm going to bed.