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My Mom's a...I'm sorry to say this, but then again, I've been bad enough to say it to her, so why not - a bitch. Isn't it me who says, be honest, and practice what you preach? I echo myself from the Machiavelli post a few entries earlier. Ifelt like using a more intricate structure, but why bother? If I feel I'm getting my point across, why shouldn't I stick with simple sentences? Why complicate things unnecessarily, whether in literature or in real life? That's what I want Dear Mum to understand...which is where the not-getting-what-you-want clause of life comes into force. I'll talk to you tomorrow.

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