So, majorly crappy weekend. Well, that's not entirely true. It was an incredibly bad Sunday night, the rest of my weekend was neither really good nor really bad. Regardless, my mom told me that, "we're through" and she "does not want to look at me or speak to me." Nice, isn't it. So now my mom's not speaking to me and I spent all of sixth hour
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