I have gotten the most unruly child in the world to listen to me and stop beating the living hell out of me. I have done the impossible. All I have to do is watch TV with her! It makes her happy, and she listens. It is so simple. Why did it take me 9 years to come up with this? But my mom thinks I'm brainwashing the kid because my sister is legitimately convinced two straight characters on this one show are secretly gay. I think maybe my mom is just jealous of my newfound power. I don't know, though, she's said a few troubling things recently. There was the whole "you're making her think everyone is gay" thing, even though I NEVER said anything about it until she mentioned it. She came to this conclusion all by herself. There was that, and there was this one time when my mom was mad that my friend and I wouldn't date. My friend is a gay dude. Our gayness will not cancel each other's out. It's more like... a double rainbow.
So, speaking of her, even though my mom isn't with her boyfriend anymore, she still is desperate to go back to where all her family is, so we are still probably moving this summer. Our family there is going to help us. I am SO happy. Of course, paying rent will require my mom actually getting a job... But I am possibly getting away from the toxic shithole wasteland! I am so happy. I'm still going to be really thorough with my college search, though. I like where we're going well enough, but there are other places I'd like better.
I'm so excited. Things I've wanted my whole life are finally happening. No more of this shitty town. No more EVER. Of course I'll come visit my dad and my friends... But then I can LEAVE and go back to civilization!
I got a problem right in math class today. This is an accomplishment because it was the first day back from spring break, and it was at 8 a.m. I am not in any way, shape, or form a morning person. Hell, if I could get a nocturnal schedule, I'd do it in a heartbeat. I'm just so much better at night. If left to my own preferences, I'll stay up until 4 or 5 a.m. each night and wake up around 12. I don't think it's an age thing, either, because my mom is in her 40s, and she does the same thing. That's how I did it during spring break. I felt amazing, and I was so creatively productive at night. I wrote some and doodled cute cartoon animals. I need to draw something really good soon, though. I haven't done a real drawing in ages.
But... I keep having this problem. I've mentioned it before. FCG keeps showing up in my dreams, no matter what I do! Ughhhh. In my last one, she got Tumblr and started talking to me through Tumblr, and then I went to visit her. We went to, like, some park with a giant pond and took a walk, and I think I tried to kiss her or something, so she got offended and left. Make her leave me alone. Please make her leave me alone. We will never see each other again, and I try my hardest never to think about her, but then she just shows the fuck up in my dreams! No! This has been going on for MONTHS.