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well i'm home again. its friday night and my mom won't let me go out. i wanted 2 c hayden (my bestest friend). well the only reason my mom could think of to lock me up is that i slept over michaela's last night. well so what. its a fricking 3 day weekend. i hate this house and right now she is diabolic. i hate it here b/c there's no 1 2 talk to and i'm all alone which does improve my mood at all and now i want to do is sit and soak in a bath tub and cry. y is she so strict . its not like she's going to spend time w/ me. and y would i want to. this is just to damn much. i fucking hate my horrible life.