Rebellion, caution.

Oh rebellion.
I'm never cut out for that kinda junk.
Sometimes i wish people would stop thinking i'm so good. Its just cause i don't club, don't drink all that much and i don't smoke. No i'm not that much of a goodie goodie. I don't resent tattoos but i do resent smoke swriling in my face. I know i'm loud, crazy only with people i'm comfortable with, i start conversations, i am capable of being disgusting. I unwedge like everybody else when nobody's looking, i'm just like all of you. I like books, art, nail polish, sports and a whole lot of things. I know i don't drink all that much cause i don't know how much i can take. I dislike it when everybody teases you cause your face's all red or imagine if you break down and drown everyone around you in your alcoholic despair. Things could always get worse. Clubbing's okay for me but my mom's too conservative. She treats me as if i'm 5 sometimes. She calls me almost every 2 hours to make sure i'm okay, asks me if i've eaten anything all the time, gets cautious with what i wear. I know she means well. Yet when she isn't around to do all those things, i kinda miss her.
She cleans up after me, talks about Michael Jackson too often, has a undying affair with diamonds, loves intese high heels, makes sure i've done my assignments, forces me to take my vitamins and buys me my favourite stuff. Maybe when i'm older, she'll cut me some slack. Though i hope she'll always be this loving haha.
Caution, rebellion, my post just went off point.
I shall try rebellion one day.

On the other hand, my boyfriend has a horrible addiction for poker. Its so horrible he evaded his way out of taking me to buy dinner just so he could pick his friends. I had to snack on cup noodles at 1 in the morning.
If only he loved me like how he loves poker. On second thought, i'd rather that not happen. I'd totally freak. I'm still gonna whoop his ass tomorrow, there's no evading that.
Read my twitter if you wanna know what i'm doing :>
Night!