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Well life is not getting any better but on the pluss side it ain't getting worse so yays. My parents are still doging me on grades even with winter break here. My time right now is basicly me playing a 115 song playist while sitting in bed reading for hours on end waiting to hear from my friends, which if they call after 9 pm i can't talk with them, even when it's not a school night. So I'm thinking hey no school in the mourning so hey I should be able to talk with my friends but no my dad says rules are rules and here im thinking yeah yeah keep on talkins ya a$$ hole. God it's like they don't want me to have a damned social life and hey I don't have many friends that I can chill with around the appartment complex. And when I got home and pulled out this cleavely made tin foil flower (or pipe depends on your outlook on it) and my dad takes it a rips it up cause aparintly it looks like I'm dooing pot dope etc. God my parents sure do piss me of
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