may 31st

the last week i've been taking my dog koda to the jordan river so i can teach her to swim in the deep ends by herself. i drive, even though i dont have my license cause my mom wont take me. and JUST because my brother is here this weekend (which was actually the longest amount of time he's been here in the past forever........) she freaked out and said i couldn't go.

i yell "im taking koda to the riverrr. be back later"
brother" i wanna go"
me"NO!"
brother "fine"
*walks outside, gets in car, starts car and starts to drive off*
brother runs outside "DAD SAYS YOU CANT DRIVE UNLESS ITS TO SCHOOL AND WORK"
me "i dont care. mom lets me go anyways"
*mom runs outside SCREAMING at me* "get back here you cant go. you're not allowed to go unless its to school or work"
i freaked out and told her the only reason shes saying no is because coltons here. and if he wasn't she wouldnt give a rats ass, cause she hasn't ever before..............


so i get pissed and drive over to my dads.
then a few hours later i come home and see that she took the vaccumm out of my room.....
why she was in my room? i dont know........... i didn't say i was done with the vaccumm? but she took it.
i leave again... come home...
and see that a bunch of bags that were in my room last night ,are now gone as well as the vaccumm..... so i ran upstairs and FREAKED out on her. telling her NOT to EVER touch my shit again. because ever since i was 6 years old i've told her NOT. TO. TOUCH. MY. STUFF. yet she still does it? its like she REFUSES to keep that stuck in her head. just thinking about her touching my shit makes me want to punch her! AHHHHHHHH!!!!

so then she said "get the hell out of my house then if you dont like me touching your stuff. that way i wont have to touch your stuff!"

i hate her.
i can honestly say, that i hold absolutely NO love for my mother.
how sad is that?