Current mood:	cranky and too fucking angry.
Current music:	holiday in cambodia

rg.
my mom nd brother are having a conversation about my behavior "you can tell her something and she doesnt care. she just doesnt fucking care. and she'll be doing what she wants, and no matter what, shell do whatever the fuck she wants" and "i really want to hit her" and my mom says "well talk to her" then i go "hypocrite!" then they both go "shut up" and now my dads here and hes ahngray, and theyre both like "well, mariah...." and im not allowed to comment because its "not my place" and their both talking about how im a bitch, and if i "comtinue this behavior..." or whatever. and tylers trying to use his "m just trying to make friends, and when i gte home, i like to go online to talk to people, and why cant you all deal with that?" speech and its getting really fucking old. fucking old. a lot of things are getting fucking old. and that fucking dead guy wont fucking get out of my head and i have fucking detention tomorrow and the fucking counseler keeps sending me (red, not blue) call slips ad i dont know how much longer theyll put up with my ignoring them and i have 10 demerits out of the 25 it takes to get expelled so im on probation. weee. god im in the worst fucking mood ever.

ON THE BRIGHT SIDE...------> (THAT SIDE)...13 DAYS!!!

AND MY HAIR IS ORANGE!
ISH-RED
ISH-PINK