Another day, another argument. I don't consider myself a picky person I just like things done a certain way. I feel like if I told someone I was adopted they would believe me. I feel like I have generic traits about myself that I know I didn't get from my mom but I suppose you could say my perfectionist attitude came from my dad. Something as simple as draining pasta when its cooked and not overcooked sets me off. It just seems like common sense to me and I never thought someone could lack common sense before but clearly its possible. I try to put things into perspective but the little things somehow get the best of me. I'm only 22 and I know I have a lot of life left to live but sometimes I wonder if its really possible for people to change when they become so comfortable with their habits and the way they are without consideration of others. I don't want to say its impossible but its likely very difficult.

I've come to learn in my 22 years that people can't be trusted. They say one thing and do another. It's incredibly hard to deal when its your own family who are supposed to be there for you and you should be able to trust. I don't think I overreact but its a situation where from the outside looking in you don't understand. I try not to think of people as perfect because its not possible but its like people don't think before they do things. How do you disappear for 8 hours on a Sunday? I don't understand. I should start keeping a list of things I don't understand in life. It'd be a novel by the time I was done. Maybe that's why psychology entices me. Its like the learning never ends everyone thinks differently therefore the research never ends. I have a lot of research ahead of me but I'm afraid I'll end up turning everyone into my own case studies which isn't always a bad thing. Maybe one day I'll understand.