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Wednesday: Not a bad day, but a long one. We had to finish the job from yesterday, and then we had to work at 5:00pm until we got done. We got done at like 8 or so. Came home, and laid around. My throat is fucking killing me, and I have no idea why. Whatever, I am probably dying.
Thursday: Had work again. It was an occupied. Which sucks, but, it still went smooth.
When I got home, I went to Francine's where Mom and I get into it. She is fucking psycho. Then, Scott and I got into it because he finally figured out that I told Joe who told Tom about Chris smoking weed on the line. So, we got into it. He said he was going to let Chris kick my ass, and then Allen said while I will have to kick Chris's ass. Scott said he was on Chris's side, and Allen was like I will just kick your ass then too. Then, my Mom got this look in her eyes, and yelled and pointed at me "YOU GET OVER HERE NOW!" So took me into Francine's garage and told me about how she was tired of me disrespecting her, and just because I moved out doesn't make me better than her, and blah blah blah! I left. I slammed the garage door as hard as I could, and left. Fuck them. I don't need shit from either of them, but yet, they are taking their toll. They are seriously wearing me down emotionally. I can't fucking take it anymore.
Anyway, I have to work at Bolts on Saturday so that is going to be interesting. I am off on Friday, but plan on doing stuff with Lisa. Saturday, I have "my" birthday party to go to. Want to take Jay with me for that. Adam, if you really want to come, call me. Sunday, laundry. Monday thru Wednesday work. So far.
Thursday: Had work again. It was an occupied. Which sucks, but, it still went smooth.
When I got home, I went to Francine's where Mom and I get into it. She is fucking psycho. Then, Scott and I got into it because he finally figured out that I told Joe who told Tom about Chris smoking weed on the line. So, we got into it. He said he was going to let Chris kick my ass, and then Allen said while I will have to kick Chris's ass. Scott said he was on Chris's side, and Allen was like I will just kick your ass then too. Then, my Mom got this look in her eyes, and yelled and pointed at me "YOU GET OVER HERE NOW!" So took me into Francine's garage and told me about how she was tired of me disrespecting her, and just because I moved out doesn't make me better than her, and blah blah blah! I left. I slammed the garage door as hard as I could, and left. Fuck them. I don't need shit from either of them, but yet, they are taking their toll. They are seriously wearing me down emotionally. I can't fucking take it anymore.
Anyway, I have to work at Bolts on Saturday so that is going to be interesting. I am off on Friday, but plan on doing stuff with Lisa. Saturday, I have "my" birthday party to go to. Want to take Jay with me for that. Adam, if you really want to come, call me. Sunday, laundry. Monday thru Wednesday work. So far.