The Way it Is
Everything is predetermined. There's nothing you can do but accept it.
Little siblings are ridiculous. One minute they are happy, the next they are crying and then screaming at you. Every day they cry; they got hurt in soccer, can’t play the flute because of their braces, or because life is sooo incredibly hard. It’s neverending. I never need to go to a play because I have enough drama in my own house. Next week I will have some real peace and quiet because that little pest will be at outdoor school. Yippee for no headaches! I feel sorry for her student leaders… What can I say? Life is a riot.
