life as a slave.
Yeah school was decent today, i decided im going to talk to people now so ive met some cool people. Monday was Hell. my mom. i dunno im not going to get into it but everynight before i go to sleep and everymorning when i wake up she is there in my face yelling and bitching at me about all this random shit. She acts like i have all these problems when in reality she is the one who is depressed. she is the one with the problems, problems that i cant fix nor should i be responsible for them. Times have change my dad is actually sane for once in his life(thank god for drugs) but my mom is slipping into slow insanity. Oh yeah then she told me she was the best mom she ever new, im such an ungrateful welp and im good for nothing. Wait i could have sworn that she sucks at life and that she is THE most useless person i know. ANyway after she elled at me for 2 hours she told daves parents i spent the night ALL weekend which i told her not to tell them but "she forgot" she was just small tal;king and she cant not be fake becasue she thinks its rude to not small talk. anyway. I drove all over the world to find dave, got stuck in a ditch and had to push myself out. when i got to the school i wondered around forever. Te last time i saw that much white trash was at steve potts family reunion. no but there was tons of white trash. anyway dave i did what i could. exited for 9:00