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ugh

get this...

xanga's already boring again. what a surprise. -_-
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&&here's the main blog:

my mother is being left. yeah, her husband is leaving her? i talked with her tonight.
the whole thing is, i moved here, away from her, to get away from her husband. i kinda hate him; hopefully ex-husband in sparse time although. so, to get to the point, i may be moving back home. she'll need my help just to make it by, if he's actually leaving her; and it sounds definitive. i really hope it is, but at the same time, i most certainly don't want to leave my friends here, in Milton. i love all of my friends...and it will hurt to have to go. it will really hurt.
it's not for certain, but if he's leaving her, i'm almost ready to move back. frankly, my grandparents are too controlling and conservative. thus, i would find living with my mother to be a relief. even though she can get emotional, i think we could make it. she can be controlling as well, but i think anything is better than living with old people >< well, just as long as her "husband" is no longer residing there, or having any affiliation with her.
and if i do move home, i think i'll tell her i'm gay. if it's just going to be her, and i, i'll have to grow stronger with her, and build a mother-son relationship. it's exciting, and scary as hell in the exact instance.
-sigh- i don't know what to do.
i guess time will tell. duh. time is a freaking motha'fucka'. =)
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     OMFG... I effing loathe my mother's guts... It's like: Get a fucking clue woman. When you call >me< with a shitty ass attitude I, in turn, will expatriate mine...end result being: replacing it with yours! Fucker. She simply needs to die right now. I wouldn't mind that at all...
     I was walking around the block ( upon daily routine), when she fucking calls me up on my cell, telling me that she couldn't believe that I didn't talk to her yesterday, when I was passing by dropping off my brother with my g-parents. UGH... I don't need to hear that shit. Like it's my fault that her fucking husband didn't call her from her room when I came inside. BITCH. I hate her. And then she starts going on and on about my being at my grandparents...and said something like," Well , I wish I could've chosen my parents when I was your age..." I retaliated with something like: Well woman... I didn't choose my parents, duh. If I could choose my parents I would've chosen my REAL father to live with, and to be with you...my real mother. Which - NO I don't get to live with my real father, do I? I get a fucking sorry excuse for one with this red-neck, hick of a man... Therefore, I get to be here with my g-parents.
     Get a brain. UGH.
  :D Sorry people. I'm pissed...
   But hey... Some cool news... I think... I got a new phone... It's a nokia 3300, if you wannah search for a pic of it on google... -shrugs- It's nothing new, but it's an amazing texting, and media phone... Which is what someone like me needs. :P Yeah - I like it quite a lot... And bloody wouldn't have my other phone over it ever again. -dances- I loaded my playlist on it today... It took a while to figure it out, seeing as I've never loaded music on something like that... But I got to it after like a billion hours... >,< So yeah - That's awesome stuff, it is...
     LOL! My mother just called me again... And I was soOo like: -FUCKING DECLINES CALL, BYACH- ...awesome. That makes me feel better. That I now have the control to just shut up her fucking mouth, and make her mad in the same instance. OMG. I need a hug. <333
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