i've only been back for a few hours and i'm already sick of my mother. i cant even stand to hear her talking and guess what...again we have to share my fucking car. she has to take me to school and fucking work and i'm so sick of this shit. i can tell tomorrow will be a bad fucking day. everything is making me angry and i cant stop. i'm going to end up yelling at mike for everything i dont like about him and then we'll be mad at each other. fucking great. maybe i should stay home tomorrow. AND IT'S NOT A FUCKING FAD!