june 4, 2008

Woke up, got dressed up for a mock interview in econ.  Changed, failed a vocabulary test, socialized dealt with fake friendships, left early actually ate a few bites of chicken, came home, back to school, took pictures, came home, grandma told me to get the "things" aka my effing moles on my face removed and asked why it didnt bother me,waited for a pointless tutoring session, cried, realized my dad... really... doesnt care... picked up court, went to play volleyball, got kicked out of the sports center, came home, rode my bike, did homework, broke down, cried, was forced to tell my mom why i was crying, and she told me if i didnt tell her that i was supposed to sleep on the couch by their room, because they always fear that i'm going to harm myself, again.  i'm done.