So yesterday. My parent's friend came up the stairs to talk to me. I was busy with my TRIG and did not exactly want to be disrupted, seeing as how I can BARELY focus anyway. But he came up and he said "Tomorrow, I'll be picking you up after school, and i'll be taking you out for coffee and then you'll be seeing a therapist that Emily and I really like." Well fuck that. So I politely said "Sorry, I can't do it tomorrow I've way to much work. Maybe we could do it some other time?" Yea, like never. So he said, no, it'll have to be tomorrow, so I yelled for my mother who should have been able to say, yea her grades are shit she really needs to be doing her work now. But nonono. What does my mother say? "This is not my issue Amelia, you'll have to work it out with them." EXCUSE ME? This is completely your issue. HOW DARE YOU EVEN THINK that it's not. I am your daughter. I was the one who was grounded because of my grades, which I am TRYING to ratify, but unfortunately, can't BECAUSE ALL YOU DO IS SAY THAT IT'S NOT YOUR PROBLEM. SO I came up with a solution. Today, AJ will not be taking me to my house. He will be taking me to my fathers. AND FUCK WHETHER MY DADDY LIKES IT OR NOT. It's what'll be happening. THANK YOU and good night. HEY and what is up with you only reading Ellie Dairy torsten? I FEEL SORTA HURT. And it's like GERMAN HURT. Not even american hurt. SHADY!!!!!!!!!!! I have a bit to much energy.