I just got back from a long walk from the store. It's amazing how miserable a plastic bag can make you. Like wires tied to weights. Eating through your fingers and cutting off your circulation. Also last night I stayed up late writing for my manga. It ended at about 1:00am. Let's see... I woke up at about 3:00, 5:00, and 8:00am. Bother.

Studying the Drivers Manual. Though this time I'm more focused. It won't be long now.

Some fucking furry little woodland creature ate my fucking sunflowers. It even had the balls to come into the front yard and chomp the tops off of my plants. FUCKING DEER.
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Now... Here's a conversation between me and my mother...

Me: What are you smiling about?

Mother: I was just watching a show on Dr. Phil and it's about a nineteen year old girl who hasn't moved out of her parents house and plays video games all day.

Me: Ooooh hahaha.

Mother: They said that I should just turn the power off!

Me: HAHAHA But mom! I'm not nineteen! I'm twenty! HAHAHAHA

Mother: ...

Me: HAHAHAHA

(I skip out of the room.)
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lol Don't worry I'm working on it. My mom is starting to make me pay for my own shit now. Like some food, cleaning products, medications...ect. Which makes me happy. It's a nice way to get me motivated to get a driver's license. That and you know... I really do want to get out here.