( 10:15pm )... Yesterday continued... Shaun was getting all jealous and shit about Matt... cause Shaun wants me back or something, I don't know it was confusing... Anyways, the Brick douche bags wouldn't stop calling me, they left voicemails and kept texting me too. They were telling me that Matt was talking shit about them and their going to beat the shit out of him. I refused to give them his address and phone number so they said that I was going to pay too. I told them to come to my house and show me how I was going to pay and I had a knife ready and everything to stab those fuckers. Ron told me that he wasn't coming but they were... the only way they can get here is through Ron... an hour goes by and they fucking egged my house... and they deny it all too... Ron claims he was at the mall with his mom and the rest of them claim they were at Frankie's watching movies. My dad bugged the fuck out saying it was my fault cause I was fighting with them... so he beats the shit out of me... I had a milkshake in my hand so I smashed it in his face trying to get away and he had me by the throat and he was choking me and he was throwing me all around my room. My mom comes in and pulls him off me and I put my hoodie on and grabbed my cell phone and I headed out the door and he's screaming at me telling me I'm not going anywhere and he tackles me to the ground, grabs me by my feet and tries to drag me back into the house. I kept kicking him screaming "get the fuck off of me." I ran to Jen's house and I was crying histerically in her arms. The whole time I was trying to get in touch with Shaun so I could spend the night with him cause I didn't want to go back home. Corey and Jimmy G were no help at all either. My brother kept calling my cell phone nonstop and he fuckin lives in Brick and he drove all the way here and he was driving all around the neighborhood looking for me and my mom wouldn't stop calling either... if they gave a shit about me they would've fuckin got off their lazy asses and looked for me instead of my brother driving all the way from Brick and have him do it. And when I was at Jen's house... Ron texts me saying that their not coming... hmmm so some random person just decides to egg my house an hour after I was in a fight with them? I think not! Especially when I know egging houses is their hobby. When I came home since I couldn't get in touch with Shaun, my dad was passed out on the couch in the den, my mom was on the computer and they won't speak to me, and I won't speak to them... then fuckin Ron IM's me asking me what exactly happened and I told him that they all asked for a death wish and then I told him to fuck off. I swear all the Brick assholes are going to fuckin pay... and so is my dad. Steve offered to beat the shit out of them... thanks you're such a sweety :smile: Today... I was trying so hard not to cry in like all my classes cause I'm still upset about everything that's going on. When lunch time came, I told Matt about it and he wasn't too happy lol. Let's just say we're starting to make a plan about how to handle the situation. And then Rocco came up from behind me. Me, Matt, Rocco, and Jen are all talking about it and then we were talking about Rocco's lawsuit and shit... then he showed us his scar on his chest lol. Then me and Matt went outside and we were chilling with Chris and his friends... man are they weird lol... and fuckin Matt told one of them to call me Pamela Anderson... you evil child lol. They call Matt a french fry now... I'm still confused on that one lol. Gym was a fuckin joke... we're folk dancing or whatever... Eric Nordyk is my dancing partner lol... oh man it was crazy our whole group kept fucking up... me and Alicia were just staring at each other and we were getting so aggravated we're like "what the fuck!" lol. Sarah and Jen got all into the dancing... psychos lol. Before we started dancing I was muching on some Doritos and everyone is like looking at me and shit... Corey kept staring at me cause he's weird like that. Speaking of which he IM'd me today asking if everything was okay at home ugh. Looks like my dad is sleeping on the couch downstairs in the den again... good... still not speaking to either of them anyway. Grr where the fuck is Shaun when you need him... I need to get his new cell phone number so next time this shit happens I can actually get in touch with him. I FUCKIN HATE PEOPLE!!!