Symbolic no? Black and White... odd and even... that's what it's been like for me lately.

Yesterday I was happy as a clam, planning on taking a vacation with Matt, making plans to goto a gay prom with him, and best of all spend some time with him. He's been kinda down, and we decided that taking some time and sleeping over and such would be good not only for him, but for us.

Then my mom comes into the picture, the she-devil of a bitch. She calls me three times in a row, and she knows when I don't pick up my phone, that it's cus I'm busy with something and I'll call her back. But no, she calls me three times in a row and when I get fed up and leave the movie that i'm watching (Terminator Salvation) I pick up the phone.

Me: Yea mom?

Mom: Where are you?

Me: Watching a movie.

Mom: Oh, then nevermind <hangs up>

I glared at my phone and went back and watched the rest. I call her back at the end, and she doesn't pick up the phone. So I wait, me and Matt head to his house, and I call her there. Instead she doesn't pick up and then texts me with "Are you working tomorrow?"

Three times, and then a three second conversation, and thats what I get. Are you working tomorrow.

GACK!

Now... it gets better...

Me and matt head to his house and hang out there for a little bit and then we decide to head out to a club to see how it was (both our first times there). I get a call from my mom telling me to come home now, or she's calling my dad and kicking me out.

It's now 11:30 at night... and I have to go home or else. So I talk to Matt and we head to his house to pick up my stuff and then down to my house. When I get there, my dad's in the drive way and I'm PISSED. I didn't know he'd be home this weekend (he's doing something for his job) and this morning I get up and mom's nice as pie with me and dad doesn't have a clue as to what's going on.

I tell my dad what happened and he told me to be nice, and not to worry about it. Easier said then done cus i'm not gonna worry about it, i'm gonna rip her a new one. So I get home from haning out with my sister after work and proceed to talk to my mom, telling her that she pulls a stunt like that again, I'm out of here.

It's not god damn fair that I have to go home just because (her words not mine) she doesn't like the fact that I'm with another guy and sleeping with him. It's hard for *her* .....

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Yea... so tonight i'm in a sour mood, and I think it shows....