well i got home from badminton absolutely shatterd and to put me in a bad mood i find my mum out cold on the sofa. you would think i would be used to it by now but it still hurts everytime i see her drunk ... you've figured she an alcoholic. and a really bad one at that.
but off the depressing stuff... im spose to be going on this amazing trip that i could never afford cause i live on pure benifits ... but i got help so im really looking forward to it! once in a lifetime thing then .... i get told that i cant go.
i know it might sound babyish but i cried.
harder than i had done in ages
and i cry
and i cry
but! then i get told i can go! so what do i do?
cry some more.
so im happy but sad
so i come on here ... which just normally depresses me anyway.