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Wednesday, February 15, 2006

God don't make lonely girls sure didn't want 'em in his world God don't make lonely girls yeah yeah do dot do do

My stepdad (and this time my mom agreed w/ him) gave me some new rules and an earlier curfew, the new rules would be:
no company when my mom and stepdad aren't home
I have to be home by 1:30 Sun-Thur and by 2:30 on Fri-Sat
I HAVE to be home every night.

They do realize that I am 20 years old, nearly 20 and a half years old, right? Honestly, what would they, what could they do to me, if I chose to break the rules? They don't pay for school, so they can't threaten to quit paying for that. They don't really pay for anything for me. The only thing that they could possibly threaten me w/ is kicking me out of the house. Blah...and at the moment that really wouldn't bother me too much.

Oh and I need to get my car washed...b/c I'm pretty sure when a black car looks grey b/c of the amount of dried salt on it, that's a bad thing. Anyone willing to wash my car for me?

[originally posted on my MySpace blog]

Monday, February 13, 2006

look how pretty she is when she falls down and theres no beauty in bleeding mascara her lips are quivering like a withering rose shes back again

So...this morning on my way to school...the stupid girl in front of me didn't start slowing down soon enough to safely make her right turn. Of course she slid and didn't make it...yeah, I had a feeling that was going to happen b/c I'd been driving behind for about a mile and a half and could tell she was special. But stopping for me until I hit her car. Oh well, there wasn't any damage...I was seriously only going about 3 mph when I touched her car w/ mine. But still...I was late to class b/c of her incompetence.

A s***ty start to what I'm sure is going to be a s***ty day. Why will it be a s***ty day? B/c my retarded mother and my equally, if not more, retarded stepfather want to have a talk w/ me today when he gets home from work. Whatever...if they're not done talking at me when it's time for me to go to class, I don't care I'm leaving. To be honest, I don't care what they have to say to me b/c I've given up trying to be what they want from me anymore. It doesn't matter what I do, I piss them off.

[originally posted on my MySpace blog]