Got into a fight with my mum yesterday. The fight started about me burning dinner then ended with me packing my bags and leaving. But I've finally done what the counsellor was trying to get me to do at the start. and that was to tell my mum that i was seeing a counsellor but the problem was… that really upset her. really.yeh i feel bad about how i told her. but when your upset and frustrated you don't really have much control over what you say. i kind of don't know what to do right now. after i told her i didn't want to live in that house anymore, she told me to go live with my dad. (i don't get along with my dad at all) i said fuck that. and i walked out, i don't have a cell, so i walked to the school and used their Wi-Fi on my iPod touch to get in contact with my friend. i then went to her house and we went driving. meanwhile mum and dad were driving around trying to find me, and my sister was texting all of my friends asking them where i was. whatever. then at around midnight i show up at my dads house. no not house one bedroom apartment. and slept on the couch. and now I've stolen his bed and he is at work.
I'm stuck. what do i do? i could stay here for a bit but eventually i will have to go back. i could go back now and apologise and stay. or i can go back pack all my stuff and run. i don't really want to run until i get my diploma. i don't want to stay at my dads one bedroom apartment, maybe i will for a couple more nights, until I've fully calmed down. then ill go back. You are probably reading this and thinking what a selfish pig i am. and i probably am. no i don't want to think i am. and i know i have problems but compared to others they are miniscule. maybe its because I'm weak and i cant handle life's problems or maybe its because i blow them out of proportion. i don't know. but what i do know is that life sucks. nothing good ever happens to people who are alive. you might think it does, you might think that winning the lottery was amazing but what did you have to do to get there what about when you blow all your money in one hit and now your homeless. you might think life is fantastic because you have the best friends that live close to you, but what happens when one of those friends move away. when most of your friends move away. what happens if one of those friends died. you cant win at this game of life we play. because eventually your playing piece will fall off the board and that's it. game over for you.
Am i being too pessimistic? maybe. yes. i hate being pessimistic. i could say. yes great. life is sooo awesome, because now i get to spend quality time with my father… but you’d all know i would be lying. its 1:48pm and i am going to fall back asleep before i write too much for you guys to read… fuck