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And my high crime for today was wishing my mother goodnight and turning off the living room lights. Honestly, if they treat me with scorn and distrust and doubt, is it any wonder that I never actually come out of here? Feels like I have to wear a whole other persona just for dealing with my folks.

What kind of life is this if I have to pretend even when Iapos;m with my family??

Nothing like one snub to ruin an otherwise stellar day. I even got to have a lemon Jolly Rancher, which I havenapos;t seen in... Gosh, years. That really cheered me up earlier when I was feeling run down. And now my mood is shot to hell and back.

Tomorrowapos;s agenda: anthropology report. Iapos;m staying in here and reading my book. And if they bitch at me about that, Iapos;m reading it outside on the side yard wall.
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