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Yep, I'm just that random.

I have decided my current topic is forgetfulness.

I hate when I walk into a room to get something and I just blank out. It's not right. I'm 18 it really should not be happening to me. Or I get to class and the teacher tells me to hand over my homework and I realize that I never did it.

And my mother is pretty bad, she calls me all the time and will ask the same question, but she always prefaces it with, "I know I asked you this, but you never gave me a straight answer". Or she promises to call me back in five minutes so I wait around for a half hour before calling her back and she just forgot. Ugh.

Or even worse is my MeMa [that's what I call my only surviving grandmother]. She falls disease to the same thing every old person has... memory issues, boredom and the unsurpressable desire to tell you about her new neighbor, who coincidentally is friends with this person who is one of their good friends and the neighbor used to go to the same doctor. Yes they can remember what doctor they went to in 1930 but they cannot comprehend the fact that you press *86 to retrieve the voicemails you get on your cell phone that you don't even know you should turn on to recieve calls. Yes, my grandmother is of the belief that those wonder pieces of technology that claim an incresingly larger portion of our lives, are one way devices, and heaven forbid the damn thing rings. She'd probably spend twenty minutes trying to figure out how come her [home] phone is ringing but everytime she answers it there is no one there... ugh.... Or when I call her two days after the last time I called her and she coos "Oh it's been so long since I heard from you, I miss hearing your voice." This confuses me the most because then she will list everyone that called her, talked to her, smiled at her, whos birthday it is, what she did for dinner, what she watched on TV last night, but she always wants to forget that I called her so she has the opportunity to belittle me. Yet she will brag about the fact that I called to everyone else. Whatever, I'm the only one of her grandchildren that calls her, didn't get knocked up, went to college, isn't a lesbien, doesn't dress goth, etc. Basically I'm the good girl of my family. If only she knew about my tattoo.

Anywayz.... that RANT got off topic... oh well it is a rant....