ok...like i said in the last entry...i will explain myself....it all started yesturday when i was sitting on the couch and i was trying to figure out what classes to register for this fall...and i was all "mom, do you have any suggestions for something to take"...(cus she went back to college like 4 years ago)....and she was all no...and she started saying how i should just drop out and get married to someone who can take care of me for the rest of my life, cus i cant figure out what to do with my life and because i flunked a couple classes this last semester that she called "easy" and she doesnt think i can "handle college"....so that made me mad. she hurt my feelings...and it all went downhill from there....and well the part that she got really mad about was when she was all saying that im lazy or something (i really wasnt paying much attention at this point) and i was all...."no thats you"....and she freaked out and yelled and told me i have 30 days to get out because everyone is sick of me being here and they dont want me here anymore. she said im more trouble than help..............gosh.....its sad when your own family thinks this of you...and i got on the phone, and called stef, and i just left and went to her house. it was all rainy..its a miracle that i didnt wreck last night because i was crying and driving in the rain at the same time. ugh. i hate drama. you dont understand how much i hate it. yeah i wish that i could be able to control what i say. but i dont want to be my sister..and i think thats what they want me to be like. yeah shes younger than me, but to them, shes the perfect child....and me...well im the mistake child...i cant do anything without doing it wrong. im the one whos almost went to jail twice for underage drinking...and bridgette is the one who is going to be accepted to play basketball at U of A or some other university...im just sick of this. i want to be me and be accepted for who i am....and when a parent tells me im no longer welcome here anymore, that hurts more than anything in my whole entire life. and no, im not depressed...you can call it hurt... does that explain it?