I was fine, I will be fine, and I am fine.

Woke up, hit my funny bone. Didn't laugh. MADE ME CRY..like a man.
My mom finally had a conversation with me this morning. :D
It began like so: "Oliver." "YeEeEeEhp?" "Take the trash out you lazy shit." "What? sorry I didn't hear you too well, I was getting dressed." "You fucking little shit, take the trash out." "Can I take myself out too? because you make me feel like garbage." "*Stopped listening+walked outside.*" "-ZSnap.-"
And then I went to school. And then I came home. And then I push-mowed our yard and an old neighbors yard in a tanktop. CAME HOME AGAIN, only this time..with a tan. Actually, sunburn. But I can feel the tan starting. My shoulders and the back of my neck are bright red and searing with agony. Rare occurrence cause I don't usually get sunburn.


PEACE OUT, yo.