March 29, 2005. Another day on Spring Break?!?!?

Today has been ok as far as i can see. I say this for two reasons, my mom isn't nearly as upset as i thought she would be from discovering that i snuck out, and second it's nice out today with warm weather and a pretty clear sky. My mom asked me why i was drinking so much coffee when i was making some tea, and soon after told me she was really angry with me. I said i wasn't being a bad kid, and i asked her what i had done to be so bad. "Had i started strife in the household, had i gotten bad grades, had i given up on the family, had i not tried to be good? What did i do before i was put on house arrest that made me such a bad person as to deserve this?" She replied with an atitude saying i had disobeyed house arrest rules in all the five ways i could, and that i hadn't listened to her. She went mega bitchy and started mumbling fuck you, and turned to me saying, "you just flip me off when i look the other way." She started walking down the stairs flipping me off saying Fuck you! fuck you!, and slammed the door.That was my drama for the day...On a lighter note, I was I made this blog so i can start writing my mind down on cyber paper. Maybe it'll help me to type faster as well? I damn sure hope so, steph's slaughtering me. (she has years on me) (lets take this battle up in starcraft?, yeah didn't think so!) less than, three, three, three, three, three. Well even though this is short, i garentee that the entries to come will not be lacking as much as this. Young wants to game, and since I'm his bitch...I can write whatever in this thing. Awesome to the max. So here's some ideas V
Free me.
My eyes locked.
Fuck me.
You're all I want.
Forgive me.
You see, I'm stuck.
Hate me.
Its the only way to...
(what musician doesn't have a song with "fuck me" in it? i don't want to be left out)