||[Sep. 12th, 2004|06:38 pm]
Okay so... school started on Wednesday. It's not that bad.... yet. I have classes with people I like, and a bunch with Staci. That may or may not be a good thing. :p Ummm Thursday I picked out my senior pictures. I'm really excited, I can't wait to get them! And some are really good. |
And for the latest drama... I finally told my mom I wanted to quit dance. Not a good idea... She was all like, "Okay, no car, and you have to quit ur job... and Im telling ya now, you might as well go live with your father" She's a stupid cunt. Im tellin ya. I pay for fuckin dance lessons, isn't it my choice if I wnat to do it? And if she makes me quit my job, how will have money to pay for dance in the first place? Her rationale is totally insane. She doesn't make any sense. I don't think she listens to herself. Oh, and I was supposed to go work at the smoothie place in the mall right? Well, she's all like, "There are too many dangerous black people from 'the other side'" I was like... wtf?!!? I get a nicer job, and you won't let me work there because of BLACK PEOPLE!?!? Heaven forbid a negro comming up and asking for a bottle of water. A real live negro!! Oh my god. And then, I was planning on doing community service at the Renaissace Festival, and she's all like, "Those are a bunch of traveling, carnie, weirdos!! I don't want you working with that riff raff!!" I was like... "Mom... I volunteer with people from 'Habitat for Humanity.' They BUILD HOMES FOR HOMELESS PEOPLE!!!" And she's just like.. " I don't care... they're weird!" God damn.. Everything I do, she has a problem with. I can't even do fuckin community service as a feeble attempt to get into NHS. Mother fucker.