it’s not about you

Tired of Being Hassled by your Stupid Parents?

ACT NOW!

Move Out, Get a Job, Pay Your Own Bills While You Still Know Everything!

This was written in pencil in my mother’s handwriting on the back of a floor plan from my high school. You think she was a wee bit frustrated with her brood, perhaps?

In June, my dad gave me a bunch of my old school papers and things and I’m just now getting around to sorting them. I’ve found all my report cards from preschool through fifth grade, most of the rest through high school, and stories written for class (some with my name spelled in different ways - I was trying things out, you know) and filed in a Return of the Jedi folder that was apparently bought at Target, on clearance for 15 cents.

Next I’ll post the commentary from my preschool teacher, Mrs. Curry.

Wow. I haven’t changed much.

Whoever said, “You can sleep when you’re dead,” obviously didn’t need the sleep they weren’t getting.

They must not have had children.

Ebay is starting to look good.