The worst is SO not over....

I've almost finished finals. Congratulations to me. Things at school is getting much better. Things at home, eh, not so much.

I really wanted 2009 to be my year, but right now, it's not looking good. Yesterday was one of the worst days of my life. My mom and I had a huge argument and something almost ugly ensued. I'm not at liberties to discuss it, but I think a lot of people know the definition of ugly is when something happens between you and your parents.

I don't think I told anyone about the death of my dad, but if I haven't, I'll spill it out. He passed away in 2004, a day after my thirteenth birthday (December 18th, so his passing occured on the 19th). I really don't tell anyone about my dad, especially if they ask though.

My dad and I lived together for twelve-and-a-half years. He got sick in 2004 and I had to move in with my mom, and my life has gone downhill ever since. I've lost interest in the things I used to care about. My grades have slipped. I don't even know if I ever want to skateboard ever again. That's how much my life sucks. When you're a teen and don't want to socialize, then something must be wrong with you, and you're not a normal teen at all.

I remember one time my cousin, who's 23 right now, was told by his mom not to come to the house for the rest of the evening. This was sometime around last year, and he, along with both of his parents and an older sister and a younger brother, live under the same roof. He slept at his girlfriend's house for the night, so based on the severity of what went down between me and my mom yesterday (did I mention that my iPod and phone are gone?), I'm going to stay over at my brother's house for the weekend, and hopefully, she'll cool down, and so will I.