F*ck!

Only one word needs to be said:

F*ck.

I thought yesterday I had allergies; runny nose and watery itchy eyes...but I now know it's actually a cold because this morning when I woke up my throat really hurts. F*ck! I have a headache,too. Then on the weather news they said we're also getting snow this week,too; on Wednesday, and not just a few flurries here and there either, but actual real snow;  up to 5 cm! Again, f*ck! F*ck, f*ck,f*ck, f*ck,f*ck!!!! The leaves on the trees have all just opened up and the flowers have bloomed early due to the unseasonal warm temps we've had.....and now this? The snow will kill them all! The guy across the way even planted his sunflowers in his garden(I still haven't yet, not until the long May holiday weekend until you know for sure there's no danger of frost!) already,too, and today it's going up to a nice 15 C and yesterday I sat out in the sun for 3 HRS and got a sunburned face! I don't even know how or where I got the cold from though as I haven't gone anywhere or been anywhere in weeks and haven't seen a soul around in forever, so who did I even get it from, and I also notice a rash on my arms today too I don't know if there's any connection to the sore throat. I hope it's not Strep though as I don't see my doc until next month. Today I go to the lab and get my bloodwork,too, so if my white cell count is high(showing infection) at least it will show up.

For the past couple of days my stomach also really hurts and it feels like the kind of pain when your waistband of your pants is too tight except my PJ pants are loose and baggy and practically falling off so it's not that and the pain is coming from the inside, and the 14 YR old kept turning off my music as well just to be an annoying pest and to purposely annoy me so then I turned off the TV to shut off his  video game he was playing to see how he'd "like" it because it works both ways and I kept telling  him to stop and he wouldn't and I'm not putting up with that shit but he didn't  like it when I did it to him and he raged and threw the TV remote at me as well as a bunch of other things he found nearby and could grab to wing at me and then he stomped off in a rage and he threatened he won't get the news set up for me and I replied then when I ordered the KFC online I won't order any for him either then; that he's not the only one that can play that game. He thinks he can "control" me and that he's the "Boss" and snaps I don't have to do what YOU say!  too and tells me to shut-up and stop singing and acts like he has control over me and tell me what to do(and both my hubby and mother always take HIS side; I have no support which doesn't help; they've turned him into an entitled brat) and I have to remind him that I'm the adult and the parent and he's the child and only 14 YRS old and that I do have the right to tell him what to do as long as he lives in this house and NOT the other way around. I swear, of all the kids, even as teens, he's the worst and gives me the most trouble.

One of my cousins in Europe also posted a video of her 17 YR old daughter wearing pants that went past her hips, with her navel showing, and her bra with her titties hanging out, gyrating doing some sort of "stripper-pole"-type of dance and it was disgusting and horrifying! I never  let my kids dress or act like that! I wouldn't be surprised if she ends up a teen mom, and yesterday 2 guys came and fixed the holes in our roof and they used hot melted tar and a blowtorch(I was afraid they'd cause a fire!) and it stunk sooo bad and we paid in cash too so no tax! YEAH!  The Fascist Police State gov't also backtracked and overturned closing of parks and increased police powers after a huge public backlash and near revolt, and so much so that even alot of the police  were even refusing to comply and sided with the people! Good! Finally! At last people are finally starting to wake up and see how our rights are being violated and it's gone too far and they've had enough!

The Child Who is Not Embraced by the Village Will Burn it Down to Feel its Warmth — Eileen Sendrey