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My Last Year
Tuesday September 28, 2010:
My mom got her perscription changed. The medicine takes like a full month to take effect, and because it's not working yet, she takes out all of her anger on me. I've been trying to make her realize this for the past week because I don't like being yelled at. I'm pretty sure any teenager wouldn't want to be yelled at by their parent. At least I understand so I don't make the situation worse. This morning was the worst though. She went completely off her rocker and flat out cussed me out for not getting the dishwasher done in time for the cleaners. I told her that I spend most of my time these days doing my homework because, I'm a senior now, I have a crap-load of homework. I don't know if any of the things I've been telling her are getting through her thick skull at this point, but it makes for a good entry into this nice little documentation of my final year of high school.
I complained about it to my brother this morning. I'm not sure it was the best message to send him while he's away at college, but I did anyway. Now I'm regretting it because he doesn't need to hear about all the crap going on at home. What made me smile was when he said that he'd be coming back in two weeks with his friend Zac. It really made me smile. I had totally forgotten about my mom's random yelling when I saw that message last night. I'm so excited!
I had to write an extended metaphor in my creative writing class and I wrote it about my brother and I. Of course this was all in poetic form but still. It made me happy that people realized how close we were. My dad even liked it and he doesn't really read poetry.
I'm just glad that he doesn't ignore me. Oh, I don't know if anyone noticed but there's about a week missing from the time between the last entry and this one. That's because my dad left to go hang out in Atlanta for a few. His new job takes him to so many cool places that it makes me jealous. He was supposed to go to Japan in January but, something happened and now he's not going. So he gets to go to Hawaii instead. I don't really want to go to Hawaii. It's too hot and it just doesn't seem that appealing with all the misquitos and annoying flying bugs. I hate flying bugs except for butterflies and ladybugs. Yeah, I'm somewhat of a frilly person, but not really. I'm really working on my femminine side. I don't really have one. Most of my guy friends consider me one of their buddies and that's how I've never been in love before. It's hard to watch everyone around me so happy with that special someone, and I'm sitting under the spotlight with an empty chair sitting next to me just waiting for that special sir to sit there. I guess it's just a dream for now. I just hope that in college I find someone special to me.

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