Just when I thought things had to get better because it was the end of a holiday weekend, I was wrong. Last night, my mom started yelling at me for no reason whatsoever. She was obviously VERY drunk and started to complian about her lack of privacy. I then try to just agree and go to my room. I go back to the kitchen for some water and she is loudly talking about me and Michelle. She sees me and says, "YEAH I"M TALKING ABOUT U B!%$#". I'm like, you know what, your drunk, I'm outta here. She then follows me to my room and starts to yell assorted stuff like, "Your ugly and dumb" She then goes on to start talking about Michelle. I then yell at her and get angry myself. After my lil sister pleads with her that she has to go to sleep for school the next day *its 11:30PM* my mom leaves continuing to talk about me.

I wake up the next day and she says sorry but continues as her usual self and finds other stuff to complain about. *she's really like a broken record* I'm in my room cleaning and trying to shake off a sudden sad moment. My big brother comes in the house and my mom is like, WHAT HAPPEN?!!! He's like, "I got into another fight" *what is that, number 50 now?* So I go out there to see how he looks. He is beat up. *inside I'm concerned but I think after what he was like in my childhood, he deserved it* Apprently, his friend was arguing with someone else. My brother went over there and was like, what's wrong. THe guy told him he didn't have his back and called him a sissy or something. He kept saying it and my brother hit him and they fought. THen the "friend"'s cousin jumped in and got him. So now my brother is mad and is going to tell his "asian?" friends to jump him. *he has asian friends?* In the meanwhile, I'm wondering what Michelle is gonna say to me because I didn't get her anything special. *she's picky, its hard to get her something she likes cause she won't tell me* Anyways, today ain't over, I got to hurry and finish this Statistics project by 3PM. That is all.....