I know that if I write too many words today, it'll turn into a string of profanities directed at my mother.
APPARENTLY I WASN'T GROUNDED ENOUGH OVER BREAK.
So now I'm grounded till whenever she feels like I'm doing good.
(By the way, that's never.)
I freaking just wanted to go over to my boyfriend's house so he could be all boyfriendy, (word as of now) and help me with my homework.
YES MOM, I am more productive when I have someone working with me.
Her response, "Oh come upstairs then, there's people up here"
Yes, with the TV on, radio on, brothers fighting, and clutter everywhere, I'm sure I'll get LOADS done.
She just doesn't get it.
Still.
75 days.
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