pinkraindrops

My grandmother came banging on my door to wake me up today, yelling about acting responsible and being and adult.
Then she pulled me aside and told me that I have a 13-year-old son to watch over(duh) and that I was ignoring him and making exuses so he would have to do things he didn't want to..

Mind you, never once has this child complained about doing anything but his homework and cleaning up after himself.

I wanted to say to her, "Look, take mom (since this is my mom's mother I'm dealing with), me, and Zach at his current age and see who is the happiest and most well-adjusted, responsible child." Hands down the answer is Zach. I'm not positive how I've done it considering I was raised to be a meek little puppet, but he's a great kid.

Ok, now that that's out of my head, it's 5:23am. I just ate the cheapest, probably worst mexican food in towm. I'm drinking a mt.dew. I did already take my seroquel, but should I try to get some sleep? Or just run to the 7-11 and pick up some amphetimines and stay up so I'm up bright and early to please everyone?