I woke up this morning and actually made the effort to get dressed and everything because I have to return the shirt loaned to me by the place I used to work, but my mom flips out and refuses to let me go. Now she’s like “I’ll take you myself.” I don’t need her to freaking babysit me. I don’t even want to go now. It’s too damn hot and I’m back in my pj’s.
I can’t wait to start tutoring again. I remember why I hate summer vacation. It’s suffocating.