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Hmm, well after 'sneaking' in at 630am (thanks for the ride Nicole:) You're the best) I went to bed and had to get up a half an hour later. Sat around all day, and went to bed at 12 last nite. Plans were to wake up at 11...and go see Lyssa and Jessie...plans changed real fucking quick. Mom woke me up at 4, and told me that Scott didn't want Clint over there, so we're not going. And then I called Scott and told him it was just as much Clint's fault as it is his. And that my Aunt took the drugs by choice. And it was no ones fault, really...although I wanted to tell him that it was his fault, and that I hate him for it, but I didnt. So I'm sure the girls are disappointed, seeing that they haven't seen me, my mom, or Grace in over 4 months. =/ So mom just cancelled all plans to go to Crystal's for the Superbowl, and I'm fucking pissed. But whatever. The days pass as Scott being a fucking cock block as usual. Mom got me McDonalds for breakfast, so I'm happy.