One of the writtings...

Today; not my day. Woke up with the right foot, did I say that wrong? I went to sleep with the left foot? Whatever! Again same old routine, school, home, activities, full of activities I have no time for me! I get to school, the teacher (no name, for her protection) flunks me again, and whose fault is it anyway? Mine not, of course. She does it all wrong. Then I see her, she’s laughing that again I failed. Ooh I’m going to… I’m running with all my energy I can have in my whole life and then I stupidly fall down. Then I wake up. WOW! What a dream, I wish that I was 17 again. Did I think I had problems before? Well I don’t have problems today. I go to work; I’m still working with my dad selling insurances in New York Life. I remember when I started working there when I was 18 and look at me today. How fast ten years have passed. I’m a very good mother who loves her husband. I adore my four little ones (the last one was not planned), two boys and two girls. Boy, girl, boy, girl. My biggest one is five and I have them all one after the other. They are like little devils. Thank God I’m very energetic. I love them though. I think I must stop talking to myself; I look like a mad person. Well let me go to sleep again, let’s see if again I… I said stop talking to yourself! Are you crazy? Why am I fighting alone? Then again, I see the teacher, do I really hate her? Yeah I do.