*leaving*
yeah. i quit tams. why? doesn't matter, its a fact. is the best decision? who the hell knows? also doesn't matter though, see above. what wonderfullness awaits me? general crappiness, at least until i start taking classes at tcc in a few weeks. my dad is being.. rediculous. and my mom is trying to help... but not so much. so yeah. i'm venturing off into the unknown with one insane parent and one clueless one, friends who can't or won't help, or who won't even consider that i may need to do this (fuck you). and my face hurts from crying. and appearently my grammer goes to hell when i'm sad.