I wonder what happens now. She obviously seemed really upset, and even had JH comment “smh” and RC call me, maybe even JA was in this too, luring me into the subterfuge by “asking” if I finished the study guide. Ha, of course I’m not incompetent and replied to any of them. I averted the situation for awhile to let her simmer a bit, while RA called me also. Oh, how I deluded them! I was on Maplestory training my Wild Hunter while enjoying the indicating vibrations from their incoming calls on my phone. They’re all on the phone right now, saying how I’m stupid, how I’m a bitch, while fabricating a conspiracy to destroy me tomorrow. Will I care? Nope! Because I’ll be on top of my game. I’m already conjuring a counterproposal for tomorrow. First, tell RC I cannot pick him up because I “woke up late,” while in reality, I’ll be dolling myself up, putting make-up and whatnot. Second, stay in my car until the bell is close to ringing, and casually saunter to Government. Maybe I’ll get there when the bell rings. Avoid eye contact with JA. Hopefully Mr. B will start early. Do classwork, whatever. The passing period between first and second will be difficult to maneuver, because we see each other in the hallways. Hopefully everything will be dandy like candy by that time, and we talk or something. But considering that inside her is a vindictive soul, it’ll be a tad awkward, because unbeknownst to them, I will know of their predictable plan and JA’s role in it. Anatomy will be awkward too. 2 accomplices are located in the front, where I also sit. And they’ll most likely butter me up with playing cards. Damn that game, Egyptian Rat. The field trip will definitely where I’ll be on my toes. On the bus ride, I imagine how the pairing would be. JT+DM and RC+JA. Or any other combination of that. Main point, they plan for me to not sit next to anyone. Which is fine, since I like having the whole seat to myself. Exhibition part… meh. All in all, I’m prepared for solitude and repudiation since life has prepared me very well.

I just realized that lately, I have been showing a great deal of hostility to my mother. You don’t do that to the woman who gave birth to you, who provides for you, and who takes care of you. I honestly don’t know what’s wrong with me. I can’t even remember how many times I snapped at her for “getting on my nerves.” Maybe it’s just stress. Maybe I get annoyed easily now. I don’t know what the possible cause is. But I know I should not treat my mother like this. She deserves better, so much better. Momma, I’ll get a job after mid-terms. I’ll help ease the financial burdens you stress over. I’ll make you proud of me.

I hate fucking repeating myself, especially through text. I told you right fucking there, do you not understand? I hate how my mom has an iPhone which she doesn’t even know how to use. Honestly, why get something you don’t know how to use? I’m not gonna go out and buy a fucking motorcycle cause I don’t know how to fucking use it. Common. Fucking. Sense. People don’t have it.