IDGAF, really?

I am sitting in my bed, my pajamas are on, and it's really not late at all,

but I just got home from a shoot in which I portrayed a girl with cancer, you'll be able to check it out once it's finished,

but when I got home, I just felt like I needed a shower, so I got one :)

 I don't really have any idea of what to write about, but I just felt like writting.

Not to let someone know what I'm thinking, because I am not thinking of something specific atm.

And mostly because I know no one ever reads the things I post :)

but it's okay, I write because that's what I know how to get things out of my head.

I am supposed to be studying for this test, but ever since I was a child I wasn't that much into studying,

I figured I learned more easily by just listening and paying atention, I am better at remembering this things from the teacher's mouth or something.

Feeling tired and a little bored, and sitting in my bed makes it more tempting to just lay and take a nap,

and I am not that much into facebook today...

I realized I type a lot of I's.just saying!

Last night I was talking to my mom after watching Home & Healt, a show about really weird cases that should have end up in death, but didn't.

pretty cool, you should deffintly check that out, but anyway,

I was like talking a lot, my mom and I we talk about almost everything, I don't know she's pretty easy to talk to, I guess,

and mainly because she doesn't judge me.

Well, I was talking about this guy in one of my classes who I thought had something really attractive to him but I really don't know what that is, because, to be honest and not mean, I don't think he's that good looking, or smart, or interesting, I don't even know why I like him, and that frustrates me, because I feel that my hormons like him better than my brain, haha.

Well, I remembered he was in high school with my brother (go figure!) so we came up with a plan to get my brother's year book just to look at pictures of him, so my mom could check him out, or something, lol.

Well when we finally found him my mom was like 'FUCK', for real!

she said the word out loud, and gave me this disapointing look, but when she realized what she had done, she just said 'not everyone has the same taste, you know?' but it was al ready too late,

I don't know why, but I really give a big fuck for what she thinks...

and now I'm even more confused, because I feel like I really don't like him,

but I'm not sure if I don't like him, or if I don't think I like him, because she doesn't like him.

what to do, huh?