My mom woke me up in the middle of the night because I was talking in my sleep. Seriously? I can't help it. I only talk in my sleep when I am extremely stressed out. She said I was calling her a bitch...Okay? She is. Honestly I am just waiting to move out of here...I have to write an essay before I can go to a school my grandma works at...I'm fine with writing...I just don't get why I have to write a fucking essay for why I think that school will be beneficial....I really want to get sassy and just...

I honestly don't know what to write about....I am upset. I am angry. I am depressed. I am excited...I am a mess...My mom woke me up from my nap, which I desperately needed because I haven't slept in 2 weeks, all because she needed the dishes done. I don't understand why she couldn't do them herself. It's not like she is sick or paralyzed. She is perfectly capable of doing some chores around the house. She told me she has to go get my brother from Akron before the 22nd...She told me I am definitely...