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I'm 25.

Part Two of the shitty birthday that got better.

Thanks for all the nice birthday comments. It really makes me smile when people comment.

While I was at work my friends visited me, so I'm not pissed at them anymore. They really cheered me up even though my hair was sticky from ice cream and even though I got yelled at for sitting and talking to them.

when I got home I went online to look at colleges. Right now that's the only thing I can look forward to. My mother told me last night that there was no was she was letting me live away at college. But she can't do shit about it, because when I go to college I will be 18 and she can't do shit to stop me. While I was online she came downstairs and pulled a chair next to me and watched me the whole time, as if I was going to look at porn or something. I just love how she thinks I am going to spend 4 years here with a 11 PM curfew. HA. I don't care if she disowns me. This is my life now. I'm not a little kid and I don't need her to make decisions for me. I'm tired of her putting restrictions on what I do. Telling me I can't drive the car, telling me what time I have to be in by, threatening to take the cell phone away, telling me who I can hang out with. All these levers that she just loves to pull, they'll soon be gone. If she thinks that at 19 when I'm a sophomore in college that I'll be coming home at 11 on a Friday night, she's fucking wrong. I thought about it all at work today. It really made me smile, because she doesn't know yet. When school starts I'm going to my guidance counselor and tell her everything. Then I bet my mom is going to want to have a meeting, and then we will, and I will tell her my plans and she will get mad, and then I will be like, I don't think so, mother. I keep harping on this, but it's such a great thought, knowing that soon I will make my own choices, that I don't have to be scared of doing something wrong because of the punishment I might receive.

Oh yea, and I just remembered I have to be off the computer at 1:30. Well that's not going to happen WHEN I'M IN MY DORM ROOM, BABY!!! Sorry. Stupid bitch. Like I would let her control my life when I could be out getting wasted. Because that's what I plan to do. I mean, I'm not a party animal. But I always hear people at work talking about it and I believe that you should try everything and that's what I intend on doing, trying it all out. I'm gonna work hard and all that shit, but I'm not gonna lie, I want the full college experience.

This year is going to be hard work. I am going to get good grades so that I can get scholarships and try and get as many sources of income as possible. I might even have to turn to prostitution.

Oh, I can't wait. In a year from now I will be free. And then I will move far away and never see my mother again. For now, I still have to be a slave here in Ramsey but not for long, not for long folks! Eh I'm going to bed.


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