I'll wait long enough.
So.
Leaving tomorrow around 8. I'm excited. But I'll miss it here. Not all of it. Mostly...people. That's why you should all call my cellphone and leave me funny messages :) If you don't have the number, ask someone who does. Pfft. Who am I kidding.
Yeah. So. My mom's best friend has breast cancer. I feel so bad for my mom. She's had an awful year. She already lost her one best friend to cancer a few years back. I don't know how to be sympathetic. I don't know how to console her. These things should be instinct, right? She broke down and I didn't know what to do for her. She cried and cried and cried. She then went into dissing herself mode where she apologized to me for being such a shitty mother and I didn't know what to say. She's not a shitty mother. That's what I should've said. Instead, I just kind of stood there. Looking like a fish out of water. I'm an asshole. I basically just hugged her until she stopped crying. I don't think I said one word that whole time. There are times when I think I make her think she's a crappy mom. I really don't mean to. I love her. It's just hard when she's so protective about some things. She can be so protective that she'll make up the dumbest excuses why I shouldn't do something. For example, Recently, I asked to go to Sharon Rose's (which is across the street). I had just taken a shower and my hair was soaking wet. She told me I couldn't go because my hair was wet. I've been over there plenty of times before and my hair's been wet. She can just be very...momlike. Which isn't bad, it's just sometimes I think that because there's such an age difference between us, we can't be friends too. I guess I don't mind.
Year's almost over.
I haven't made up my mind on how my first year of highschool was.
Seacrest, OUT.
ps- <3. still. sorry.