I absolutely hate it when my mother keeps telling me not to do something that I know deep down in my heart that I am going to love. I am the one who will be doing it, so why can't she, just for once, keep her mouth shut and let me do it? Why must she always spoil things for me, and then pin the blame on someone else? Am I really that stupid, or does she think that I am blind enough to actually let it pass just like that without noticing anything? One more time, just one more time she stops me from doing something I want to do, I am so going to flip. This is one of the reasons why I don't want to come back. Home is where the heart is, so it is said, but my heart is not here. It never has been, never will be here... fuck it.

Time: 2035
Date: 06/04/2010