Time after time,
my first instinct is right.
"This winter break is going to  be hell."
~Two Days Later~
"This isn't so bad...Maybe i was wrong..."
~Two Hours Later~
Step Mom ******, Screaming...
"Jesus, I'm a *******."
Time after time,  
I should have learned by now.
"You're the pastors daughter, why do you look so depressed?"
"What's wrong with you? Why do you always have a bad look on your face?"

*I don't know, what is wrong with me...?