Current mood:	drained
Current music:	Pedro The Lion - Big Trucks

*death*

Taking care of my mom is a bitch. I feel bad for disliking it, but I have much higher respect for the people who take care of disabled people for a living. My mom's just in a wheelchair and can quasi-hobble to the bathroom if need be, but its still tough. Bah. Its much more exhausting than I though...I need sleep and I want to go home desperately, but my sister just squashed any hopes of going home by coming to drop off all of my clothes and such to my dad's house where we're staying until my mom is able to do a bit more than hobble, so for a week or two.

Damn people and not stopping at stop signs, if that person had done what he was supposed to, my mom and I wouldn't have gotten into a car accident and life would be going on as normal. But also if we had been going faster or if he had my mom probably wouldn't have made it and I probably would have gotten a hell of a lot more than a nasty bruise and a cut on my knee.

This new Taking Back Sunday song is crap.