Well, I'm moving away from my apartment. It sucks. I hate it. I love that place, and now a have to live with a crazy bitch, again. The crazy bitch's name is Lori (not sure if I spelled that right). Lori thinks that if my mom does something that she wouldn't do, it's wrong. Lori practically treats her daughter as a slave, and she thinks she can talk to MY mother like that? I don't love my mom, but damn that lady has some nerve. She's as, you say, 'open' about her opinions. When I do something my mother has told me she's okay with, and Lori doesn't think it's okay, she says "you can't do that." And I respond with "my mom says I can do it, though." Then she says "I don't care what your mother says, you CAN'T do that." When she says this I feel like saying "well, you AREN'T my mom. So you have NO RIGHT to tell me what to fucking do. Got that, bitch?" But, of course, I would never say that. It's just not right. Oh, and I can't forget about her daughter. Maciah is her name. She steals. But all in all, she's pretty dope.