It's the little things that irritate me.
This afternoon my mom was in the kitchen going through the mail, and she came across something for me from the International Academy of Design and Technology, a school in Chicago.
"The International Academy of Design and Technology? These people still think you want to be an artist, Allison!"
Irritation building up inside of me.
She says it as if she knows what she's talking about. I've never sat down and talked with her about my future plans, she has no clue. She thinks that all I want is to be a math teacher. I do want to be a math teacher, but it's not the only thing I want to do with my life. I love art and I would love to be an artist, I want to do something art related with my life. I would love to go to art school downtown after I graduate college. She doesn't even know, she shouldn't talk about me as if she knows everything about me. Don't tell me I'm not going to be an artist.
I'm not looking forward to being the only child at home this year. Oh, that reminds me, Amberly leaves in 11 days. I will be so sad, I'll miss her. It'll be so boring at home without her! Who will I dance around like crazy with? I'm going to visit her at school all the time.