someday we'll know why I wasn't good enough for you.

this is what happens when I don't have wifi passwords at like 11pm. rawr.

moving is shit. just sayin. as is being yelled at and such, which happens whilst moving. 
nine more hours before I can get away, true school isn't the best place to get away to, but it's better than putting up with the constant complaining. at least I get to be in my own room again finally. third room to myself in 2 1/2 weeks. sixth room in total including the two from this weekend in whistler and the one in Ashland. oddly enough, the only one that's felt like home was the one farthest away. that's how much I don't like my family I suppose.

since this is pretty much done now, what else will be thrown at me? I mean I ony have 1000000 things to deal with. I OBVIOUSLY need at least one more. 

sleep is calling my name, what a lovely mistress she is.

<3 <3