i got mail today that said i have to meet with my probation officer on monday. oh goodie.
i really, seriously, no joke, wish my family was dead. i hate them all and want them to just die. i want to live on my own without them constantly being assholes to me. my family is disgusting and i want no part of it anymore.
today my therapist basically told me that all my problems aren't in my head. the just ended up there from years of my parents problems. nice, i'm not delusional. and shes gunna help me out with probation and drug screens and shit
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there is something beeping in my room. i dont know what or where but im going to murder someone if it doesnt stop. it beeps like every 10 or so minutes. AHHHHHHHHHHHH.
so yesterday i went to work at the usual time and i found out i was supposed to be there at 10. umm shit. they hate me. i think its time to look for a back up job.
if i have to live at home then im painting my room. i told the parents and they were down (for once). haha cuz i kinda asked about the paint in the basement and then they told me they'd have to buy more anyway, so i get to pick the color n shit. noice.