I hate life I hate my parents I hate everything I was all happy when I got home and then my mom decided that she needed to tell me that since someone spotted a coyote around here today and my cat has been missing since this morning, Tamsen is never coming back because she is dead. When I told her Tamsen is fine, she insisted she is dead. Then my dad started in on me because I was yelling at my mother. They piss me off so much. Now, apparently my mother has decided that she doesn't want me to go on exchange. If she doesn't let me go after me looking forward to going for, oh, I don't know, 5 years, I may just shoot her. That makes me so upset. Heather and Hilary get to go, but no, Gillian isn't allowed. I have had my heart set on this ever since Heather signed up. She has no right to do that. God, I thought this was a good day. I just noticed that I usually write on here when I'm mad. That's probably because its when I'm mad that I have things to write about. Oh, and to make matters worse, I cut my self on the trampoline. Actually, with my nail while on the trampoline. This has to be one of the worse afternoons of my life. I can't wait until tomorrow, I won't see either of my parents until about 9 at night. Then on Saturday I won't have to see them until Sunday because of the cast party. I can't deal with them lately. OFFICIAL NOTICE: PARENTS FOR SALE IF YOU HAVE GREAT PARENTS AND WANT TO TRADE, I'LL PAY YOU. ACTUALLY, I'LL PAY YOU TO TAKE THEM ANYWAY. When will this shitty day end? kisses, gilligan