so far not a bad day for a monday. mom made me sleep in my own bad last night. i had the last laugh though. i gave her a hard time for like an hour and a half. i don't like my bed. i don't like my bed. over and over again. i mixed a few i'm sorries here and there in case that would improve things, no luck. i tried to plead with dad out in the livingroom. he wouldn't come and save me. finally i just gave up and went to sleep. i hate when mom wins. i ended up waking in the middle of the night and i crawled into bed with dad anyway. screw you mom.
i did get some sleep though and i'm in a pretty good mood. it's one of those weird ass smundays. stupid bank holidays. i'm never sure which day it really is. mom and i walked around town this morning. some of our usual shops were open but most of the good ones weren't. i was rather annoyed. all we could find to buy was a book called 'jesus and the 12 dudes who followed him'. seriously, that's what it's called.