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I don't understand why my mother is so interested in my personal life and the people I chose to hang out with. Ever since I started hanging out with more friends she is more curious then ever about who im with where im at and when ill be back. I'm sick of the bullshit she likes to play sometimes I think all she wants to do is pick fights with me and see how pissed off she can make me. Right now she is having a fetish with my friends and tryin to comprehend why I chose to have friends who are homosexual. I tried to explain to her that I chose my friends based on their personalities not by who they date, what they look like, or what their lifestyle is like. I don't understand why parents feel like they need to know ALL my friends and their life histories. Especially the ones who are a different race, sex, age, or chose to take part in a different lifestyle. But to top it off my brother stuck up for me for nearly an hr trying to convince them that i can have the friends I want and i wont become a homosexual and talks them into yelling at me about George. So they told me that I don't take care of George and that I dont spend enough time with him and love him enough. So i spent 20 mins last night arguing with them about that. I can't wait till I get out of this house and out of this town. Then after that whole fight last night my father decides that im not going to be allowed to live at home my first semester because he doesnt want me commuting back and forth to school. I think this is mostly coming from my mom not liking my car. Granted it can be a little unreliable at times but at least I haven't totaled it yet and I've been doing my best financially to keep it in reasonable shape. But anyway I'm tired of arguing with my mother and all her problems with me and my friends like she is miss perfect or something. I really think she gets some twisted joy out of pissing me off because all day today she has been really nice to me like she is trying to make up for ruining my night last night. And on a side note to the people I was with last night I'm sry if I ruined your evening with my problems. I love ya'll. Well i gotta go the rents are home and ive had to have done something wrong cause otherwise I wouldnt be me.