*argh*
i hate my parents, i'm so ready 2 grab sum shit n just move out rite now. i asked ma moms sunday if we could go 2 tha mall n target 2nite ta get sumthin 2 wear on friday n i need ma make-up rite...so she hadda doctors appt. n came home early so rite b4 she left i asked her if we was goin and she said 'yea if my foot don't hurt' cuz she went 2 tha foot doctor well yea i go downstairs n she's sittin at tha kitchen table eatin dinner n i'm like 'hows ur foot?' n she's like 'fine' and i'm like 'aight...so are we goin?' n she's like 'no i ain't got that much money, we'll go 2morrow when i got sum money' and i just rolled ma eyes and kinda mumbled under ma breath 'you needa learn how 2 handle ya fuckin money' and she's like 'excuse me than get a fuckin job' n i'm like 'i've tried but whenever i do u always say u can't gimme rides so i don't apply 2 anywhere' n i'm "supposed" to babysit this summer, well ma mom hasn't called the lady at all or nuthin. shes always up ma ass about gettin a job but gettin a job depends on her until october so she needs 2 be willin 2 drive me 2 work. and school, ohhh dont even get me started on that, she just fuckin needs 2 realize that i ain't ma damn sister, i ain't ever gonna get grades like ma sister, and i ain't ever gonna have a life like ma sister.