I'm ready to rock the sheets with somebody. I'm fired up and ready to go.

My mother quit her job yesterday. Senior year is coming up. Marching band fees, PRIDE fees, senior photos, instrument rentals, and other bits. I know I'm being selfish, but the end of sophomore year and the beginning of junior year were really rough. Hell, I was suspended all that time. And then not even a month after I get back from being suspended, my father gets sick. When's it my turn?

This is just another day in my life. That's crazy.