No LoNgEr PiSsEd

So... yeah. I'm happy, strong, sad, yet glad... all at the same time. Let's go with the sad first. Me and my mom just butt heads about every single day, and i don't understand it. I honestly and seriously think she takes her frustrations from her job on me. Think about it. We have an in-home DayCare! She is with kids all day, and she's getting tired of it. However, she still does it anyway. God. It's like being burned on the stove, but continuing to touch it. After we got into it last night, my mom went outside and started watering the flowers. Not long after that, my dad came in my room. He basically told me to calm down and keep my head, as well as stay out of my mom's way. Well, watever. Anyway, after that I went into my dad's office and we looked of this huge packet. It's the LEASE to my APARTMENT biotches!!! Hehe! I'm moving in on the 17th of next month and i'm excited beyond imagination. God, I just can't wait to finally have my own place, u know? Let me think.... other than that, what else did i do yesterday? Oh! Bobby asked if i could do him a favor so i dropped by his house to take care of it. It was kind of awkward and uncomfortable, at least for me. When i finally got ready to leave and was in my car, he tried to kiss me. It didn't feel right. I didn't put much affection into it, mainly to try to get my point across, but i was afraid he took it the wrong way. So... l8er on last night, we were both online and we talked about it. He said, "it didn't seem like u wanted to kiss me". I explained that if I am trying to break away from this "relationship" then i have to put my foot down. Ya'll know what i'm sayin'? i think i finally made it clear. I really wanted to put my guard down and just say okay, but i couldn't. Ah man. Guess who called me last night!? Thomas' drove ass. We talked for maybe 10 minutes. And, well, let's say i did about 5% of the talking. i really didn't have much to say. God, he feels like shyt, but he should. im sorry, but that's just the way i feel. I mean, i understand that it's hard once u've lost your job and u're out looking for work, but damn. u just have to keep trying. Anyway, he was honest with me and said that he really didnt want to see or talk to me until he got his sh*t together. that's when i chewed him out. I go, "so.... i still can't get at least a f*cking phone call? That's f*king petty. U want me to feel sorry for u on that level and i dont." i think it was much easier for me to get on his case after this weekend, and all the situations with my parents, relatives, friends, fake people and all the bullsh*t in between. Anyway, I've realized that I am just continuing to mature, and it seems like i do the most growing when I am going through some things. But hey, if this is how i have to get to where i have to go, so be it. Hmmm... i just hope everything works out in every situation that has risen. But hey, i'm no longer pissed. I'm doin good again.