The crippled red aryan ant and the black ant

I’m not exactly sure what just happened.
Mollie and I just had a civil conversation about Windows Vista, Whitest Kids You Know, and wasabi peas. Let me contrast that with a summary of our morning:
The first word she said to me was "cunt" and then I forgot what I said, but she squirted her nasty-smelling facial bronzing cream on me and I thanked her for making me smell like shit- like her face. We went back and forth like that for awhile and eventually fell into a tense silence because we had to suck it up and share the bathroom.

She had her first appointment with the therapist today after school. I wonder what was said and if it has anything to do with the strange level of civility this evening.

So…about the other night…

Mollie and Mom were not-so-subtly whispering about me. As soon as Mollie disappeared into the basement I asked Mom what they were saying. She said she was scared and asked me if I was purging. Of course I said no because overall I’m not. Anyway, it was just one big sob-fest that ended with Mom and I taking Buddy for a walk and not mentioning anything about the incident the rest of the night. That’s how things work between her and I, I’ve noticed. We cry and then we do something together.

My period is kinda…weird. It’s not really coming…but I think it should within the next few days…

MY ESSAYS ARE FINISHED. Dad read over them and gave me some helpful critiques. Also, I got my letters of rec today. =) Now all I need to do is get info from my and mom’s driver’s licenses to prove I’m eligible for in-state tuition.