so ummm... today was weird. first off. this morning im eating breakfast. just sitting here. mom walks in. "what the hell do you think youre doing?!" ...ummm eating breakfast....? "YOU ARE NOT FUCKING WEARING A MT. VERNON T SHIRT TO SCHOOL." ... what? theres nothing wrong with it.. its just a t shirt. i got at the goodwill for a dollar. i like the color. its green. why the hell cant i wear it to school? "you cant fucking wear a mt. vernon t shirt to north posey! WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?!.... argh. you piss me the fuck off." umm ok mom. youre crazy. what the hell is wrong with YOU. its just a t shirt. (notice im careful not to cuss. i have to stop that if i want to get off on good behavior...) *sigh* whatever. shes crazy. its just a fucking t shirt. you guys think i just have teen angst and that i fight with mom cuz she "doesnt understand me" or some bullshit. no. Its cuz she really is fucking psycho. anyways. at school it was good cuz i turned in my modeling thing for tomorrow and thats cool. and i got some more pieces glazed except for this one that i really have to get done by the end of the week. i dont mind riding the bus. they think its punishment for me. its not. and the bitch is taking me to model tomorrow. shes saving me on gas. im not learning a lesson, because i dont see where i was wrong. or maybe i choose not to> so i shouldnt have snuck out. well thats her problem. i wasnt really informed on why i was grounded or what i was really even in trouble in the first place for. now theyre threatening to take away my trip to Europe. yay opression. oh yes another side note. I keep refering to "they" cuz i mean mom, brad and chris (older step brothers) i told chris last night, that it doesn mean anything when mom threatens me with calling them. they cant do anything. they ARE NOT legal gaurdians. and they ARE NOT blood. i grew up on my own. Dad wasnt around and mom was never home from working and after i turned 11 she was too cheap to hire a babysitter. i dont have any siblings because my only real brother died when i was 3 or 4. i remember that night. i just dont understand why its such a big deal for them to insert themselves into my life 5 years later. im already on my own. and better off that way. i dont need mom, except for money. i dont want to be friends with her. i got over that fact. that well never have a regular mother daughter relationship. i care but i dont. you know. that feeling like yeah i wish i had it , but i dont and it really doesnt bother me. well it does. but wtf. anyways. i got home from school. and. a bird flew at me. i open the door and a bird flies straight at me. i dont know where it came from, but its still around here somewhere. ive been chasing it for the past couple of hours. i hear that bitch shuffeling around. ive caught it at least 5 times already. but. i dont want to let it go outside. i wish i could keep it. that and i kinda like the chase. its like we're playing a game. how fun. anyways. my life sucks. yay teen angst. i didnt know what that was until i met cresten i dont think. random thought. anyways. adieu