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i got into a huge fight with my mom and basically told her off. she tried that pity shit and acted like her feelings were hurt. i dont need a fucking guilt trip. she said just as many, if not, hurtful things to me. i absolutly, by all means, need to get a job fast. i cant be at home if this is how its gona be.
on a more random note, frank climbed my roof at damn near two in the morning. him and alisha threw rocks at my window, but apparently i wouldnt wake up. so he took the liberty of climbing to my window and blowing cig smoke throu the open screen and starting a conversation. needless to say i woke up. and im sitting up in my window half dressed with my hair all retarted and it was SO hot. dammit.
i snuck out long enough to have some malibu rum before i got caught.