Orange Frizzante

My mum's driving me insane. I can't stand this. She was yelling at me, freaking out about how she let's me go out and do what I please (all I do is hang out with Zooey) and she thinks I don't do anything around the house because I didn't play with the cats tonight. This is utter bullshit. And now, because of my "attitude", I probably won't be able to go to the Rib Fest tomorrow.

This is ridiculous. I'm tired, PMSing, and emotional. Plus my dad's birthday is in just over a week, which is making me cry at the drop of a hat.

So now I'm hiding in my room with my laptop (which she told me I couldn't use) and crying because I'm a total wreck right now. I can't believe this. All I do lately is cry, but no one knows because I just lock myself in my room and bawl. I actually almost started crying at the Rib Fest yesterday and today. I've got to get a grip on myself.

I hate this.

Baking this slab pie would make me feel so much better. Baking is my stress release. Unfortunately I'm banned from baking because my mum's a bitch.