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yeah, so ave said that i should have taken the clothes and run. i really wanted to do that, but i dont know where they are. mom hid them somewhere for my safety. i would at least sneak the corset, i really liked that. this is WEE SNAW POO! yeah, so earlier today i was in the kitchen getting something to eat, and i started humming. mom, being the oblivious person that she is asks if robbie is singing in the other room. i was going to make a snide remark of "yeah, you think robbie can sing that high?" but i didnt. no need to put robbie down for my mom's stupid things. so i was just like 'no, i'm humming" and she's just like "oh." you know, its relaly weird, i dont have much problem singing in front of strangers, but i cannot STAND singing in front of my mother. after a few minutes she said something regarding my safety again, and i was like "mom, you know you say safe WAY too much. like, dont touch the doorknob, its not safe. dont brush up against that red spot, its not safe. check the pizza guys hands, make sure their safe." and she says "krissy, i dont say that about everything." and i reply with "pretty damn close." and walked off. later when i was sitting at the table and everyone else had left, my mom walked in and said something or other then she's like "did you wear that makeup to school?" and i was just like "...yeah" "you didnt ask me for permission" "yeah well..." and then she just stares at me for awhile and she's like "i dont really want you wearing makeup until your fifteen" "it doesnt really make any difference. lots of people wear makeup" and she just kind of let it drop. and now she is getting ready to go to a movie with her beloved criminal, whom she has become bestest buddies with again, though they had a "big fight" two days ago and ended it with the usual "we're not talking again, we shouldnt be "friends" anymore" i have a feeling she edited for me. again. i'm really tempted to call out "have a nice date" but i really just want her out of the house. i have to use the bath tub in her room since the cats are being quarantined in my bathroom cause they got some cat virus thing, so i'm going to wait till after i'm sure mom is long gone before i take my bath, so i can sing to my hearts content without her being all nosy. and, oh has she left? woooo. i think i might go now. hmm hmm hmmmmm. i'll give her five minutes, just to make sure she doesnt come back because she's forgotten to wash the doorknobs or something. my dad is out camping, still. but quite honestly i dont blame him one tiny bit. i want to get out of this mad house just as bad as he does, and if he ever gets a place of his own, or mom goes her seperate way, then i'm living with him. it would make my life so much easier. all i have to do is get him to drop me off at wal mart occasionally on my own so i can get my own little female needs without feeling awkward, and we'd be good to go. hmm, now i know that i cant stand discussing things with my mother, but maybe i'll talk to my dad about finding some other place so i can stay with him...then again, he'd probably be the one to keep the house. and mom'd be the one to get an apartment. damn, i guess i'd have to talk to her about actually doing that. ahahaa! she's back! surprise! okay, where was i? oh yeah, about talking to her. i despise it. unless i'm making rude remarks, in which case its almost enjoyable. whenever she talks to me about anything serious, its because she's done something wrong that's really upset me. and then she feels the need to apologize, which makes me feel guilty for being mad. and if i tell her that she should start looking for apartments again, she'll assume i want to go WITH her to get said apartment, and then we would have a huge lovely conflict about, "kristina, why did you press this issue when you want nothing to do with me?" hahaha, dont you see mom? thats the point. eeeee, i'm getting mean. i'm sorry. ooh i remembered something, earlier during those two five minute conversations, she said something about "why did you look so mad when you got home" and i brushed it off with a "just a lot of homework, and i'm pretty tired of it" kind of thing and she's like "your the one who wanted school to start, remember?" so i said "yeah, well i like the seeing my friends part of school, but the work part...not so much" of course, that wasnt the reason for my anger at all. it was getting off the bus and seeing mom standing with the criminal. that sure rained on my parade, not that i'd be all that excited to be home with dear old mum in the first place. haha, i do believe my little brothers mind is poisoned. he's singing part of "epiphany" from sweeney todd. oopsies, he really is good at picking up song lyrics quite fast. i should make my little brothers life good, since he already has to deal with my mom situation younger than i had to. he used to call me his best friend, you know. he would make things at school, and give them to me instead of mom. i still have a little turkey thing that he made out of clay. honestly, the thing was hideous, but it was really cute too, since he made it for me. and it had little feathers sticking out of it. green feathers. lol. a green turkey, what'll he think of next? i really do love that kid sometimes. other times he bugs the hell outta me. but he's a good kid. i should do something fun with him. its a shame that its already so late. and i still havent taken the bath. and mom is still home. aahaha. and criminal is standing at the top of the stairs. well, i'm going to go now i think. toodles.