You know, it's sad to say - but I can't stand my mother. I'm tired of living here with her, and if I had a choice at this very moment I would be gone without a second thought to look back at her. She's acting extremely brand new since her little boyfriend or whatever moved here. What's so fucked up, this isn't the first time this has happened. We don't have any type of communication. It's always her yelling at me for something. I hadn't spoken to or seen her since Monday. The first thing she says to me today? Oh, she curses me out for eating Ravioli out of a plastic bowl. Seriously? Like, when we depart we usually say "Okay, I'm gone. I love you and I'll see you later." - Since he moved in, all of that has stopped. My mother hasn't told me she loved me once this summer. She hasn't hasn't had any type of communication with me other than her yelling at me none this summer. I'm getting so fucking tired of it. I'm tired of the way she thinks of me and the way she looks at me like I'm second class to her and her little boyfriend. The only reason I haven't snapped is because she is my mother and I respect her for that. I'm slowly losing all other respect for her that I have other than that.

Anyway, today my girlfriend unknowingly started her classes. Well, this is going to be a hard few months. I thought it would be easy with me being in school at the same time - but my going to school is looking like a dim option. Why? Because my mother pulled out of helping me pay for college at the last minute possible. I don't want to talk about her and her ill minded intentions toward me. Let's talk about something else. I don't really know what to talk about. I would love to say "on the brighter side" - but I don't have one of those right now. I guess everything is going to get better. I don't mean to sound like an asshole, but I really don't feel like hearing it from you anymore. It's cool, but like - I don't know, I just don't feel like hearing it. I mean, eh. Whatever. I'm sorry, yo.

So, she called - I'm feeling a little better. I can tell she's down about starting school earlier than expected. I don't really know what to say to alleviate that. I'm sure she'll get better with it through the next month or so. I hope she does. I'd love to be there for her, but I feel like I can't. Especially since I'm going through all of this wack shit as well. I'm going to try to do something to make her feel better about this whole ordeal. Maybe I need to get over my stuff and she'll feel comfortable leaving me for school, lol. Then she won't have to worry much about me. I need her to succeed this year. I know she will.