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Sometimes you say the littlest thing and never know it kills someone.

-yawns and mutters somethings- bleh...-slight eyebrow twitch, hair spewing out of braid, face reminisant of Medusa-

-head slams into table-

..good morning, my ass.. -drinks tea and sits up, sulking-

I told Gary he could call me if he needed to talk, and he did, so here I am. Anyway,
I had a crapilicious day yesterday. Xander got sick (I'm not going into details for all
of our gag reflexes to stay intact) and so meh and Liz left the gym after an hour,
instead of after 1 and a half hours. Then she came to meh house so Mom could get
Xander cleaned up and everything, and we did our french work... Sort of anyway..
We pretended to! :-D! Actually, I was mostly stabbing the table and grumbling, as
usual ( not the stabbing the table part). I wanted to stab the scissors through my
hand, into the table, pinning it there and watching it bleed, but this creeped Liz
out.. alot. >.> Take a guess as to why?

Anyway.. Liz needs somewhere to stay Fri. afternoon to Sun. evening, so I asked
meh mother is she could stay here. My mother agreed, but on the condition Liz
went to Church. Liz = Wiccan (I'm not voicing my opinion about that here, you all
probably know it) So I grumbled and said I would try and make her come, while my
mother decides to enlighten me to the fact if I want to go to our normal Church,
the one I grew up at and was recently confirmed at, I'd have to go to Grace on Sat.
nights. She doesn't approve of the pastor. I rolled my eyes and we got into this
huge fight about Religion.

bittersweetsingersiro: ...you okay?
nora_tigerprincess: I KNEW IT!
bittersweetsingersiro: Knew what? Your mother is a masochrist?
nora_tigerprincess: even worse.. a Catholic.

my Vatican hatred fires up again. Anyway, so we starting screaming and yelling at
each other until she eventually just slapped me around and told me to go to bed.
Which I did, and sobbed on the bed for a long time, wanting to cry to some
one but not wanting to wake Siro or anyone else... I know my dad was standing
outside the door, listening, but there's little he can do because he's a freaking
coward! He will NOT stand up to my mother for me! It takes 2 parents to raise
a kid, not one to spoil them and love them and what not and the other to be a
drunk, slagging psychopath! Ugh! I'm not allowed to have my own political views
, my own religion views, or even my own clothing standards!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Mother- Here, try this
Meh- Mother.. it's skintight. No way are you getting that on me.
Mother- Look, it's better then that loose black 'goth' thing you're doing.
Meh- Oh, new vocabulary word. I've elevated from 'freak' to 'goth'. Cool.
Mother- Just try it on, Susan!
Meh- Nooo.
Mother- Ugh! Here, here's a pair of pants, try them. they're not boys pants.
Meh- Not all my pants are 'boys pants'!! I have some jeans, just not skintight pieces
of spandex shoved around my waist, hips and thighs, hindering movement!
Mother- here, a skirt. It's cute!
Meh- I HATE SKIRTS! I couldn't care less if it was cute, it looks like a dead fox!
Mother- -rolls her eyes-
Meh- Why can't I pick my own clothing? It's my 'clothing allowance', under the
assumption I pick my clothing.
Mother- Then you'd look like some raver prostitute.
Meh- o.O WHAT?!?!?

My mother should be shot, bludgeoned and 'publicly hung" (Siro's favorite form of
public humiliation and execution. Siro is a weird child). But before we had this
fight, I had a deal with her. I'd pick an anime character with a skirt, if she'd let me
go to Neko-con. n.n~

But now, I don't know. She wont even look at me. Suits me just FINE, damnit. I
don't feel like trying anymore, cuz I just get bitched at. I try so hard for her to be
freaking perfect but NO! I'M NOT! BECAUSE I'M HUMAN, damnit! and I'm NOT my
sisters, I'm just me. -snarls softly-

bittersweetsingersiro: Stop being defensive, duckling! I know you're hurting, any
one can see you're hurting. Just, be sad, you don't have to hide from the entire
world, you don't always have to keep the Miss Bitch attitude up. Some of us get
that you hurt. You're not alone.
nora_tigerprincess: I'm not sad! I AM angry!
bittersweetsingersiro: Stop it. You're not.
nora_tigerprincess: ...-_- I hate you sometimes, Siro.
bittersweetsingersiro: That's cool.

>_ know where, in case her dad tries to find them. :-( Meh luff her and her mummi, so
I gotta not know anything. =/.

-yawns- meh tired... -snuggles up with a blanket and sniffles-

-fwaps self- I gotta get happiful, or at least pretendi happiful before school today.
So I'm gonna make some tea and continue reading in the Inferno. ><''''''

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Just tell Nemo you were too high on algae to go and save him. Right, he won't be hurt. He'll understand. Finding Nemo = My Anti-drug.