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Ahh... the title doesn't really go. I was just listening to some Nine Inch Nails and it was the first thing I heard...

Hrm, any ways~

Well, as most of the people know who may read this know, I have dyed hair. It's dyed about the same color as my font. I'm not sure why but I really like the color of my avatar's hair and I've wanted to dye it red for a while. So I decided I'd dye it this pinkish-red, like my ava's. I figured it wouldn't be easy to convince my mother to let me, but I gave it a shot... well to make a long, boring, cruel story short: My mother said no. "Hun, you know I love you and I don't want you to look like a freak." She says that the next thing you know I'll be getting all things pierced and tattoos everywhere. sweatdrop God, why can she not accept the fact that I am not as s**t-brained as my brothers. I want my hair dyed! Not my goddamn nipples pierced... mad
Agh, but you know, I'm not this mad because of her saying no. Her and my two brothers began making fun of me excessively. They kept making fun of me while I just sat there and said nothing. I couldn't even get a word in if I tried. They were all drinking, playing poker and I spoke up. I yelled and told them to stop. They told me to sut up and go back to my room... apparently they didn't want to her me yelling. Why, oh why, do I have to yell all the time? neutral So, as I got up and walked away to go back to my room I hear, "Aww, you know I love you!" From my mother. I screamed at her to shut up. I can't take it. Go ahead and make fun of me, your own daughter, but don't think it's all going to go away and be fine because you said you love me. Jesus tap dancing Christ!
It's a little sad when your own mother thinks nothing of making fun of you.

I realize that she is the reason my dad always leaves to go on trips for work. She's just not a nice person.

...well, at least now I know where I got my 'a*****e side' from.

Later... after venting a little here and talking to my friend over the phone and AIM for a few hours I felt much better.

Uh... then... oh yeah, we had a long little talk on religion... that was fun, in it's own strange ways.

Today I sat in my room the entire time. I'm trying to avoid contact with my mother...

Tomorrow I am supose to help my friend babysit her sister and her sister's friend and bring them to the movies. I'm scared... David Hasselhoff's chest is like a shag carpet. sad

...phew. gonk heart

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