My mom made it clear this morning that she plans to control my life indefinitely.

I'm not taking this one sitting down, I can tell you that.

And oddly enough, the cousin who "betrayed" me by telling Mom about my old diary is now trying to give me advice on how to make her think I'm as mature as I know I am.

And you know what? I've kind of decided that right now I'd like to go to the school in St Louis and learn how to be a licensed massage therapist. And then, if later I feel like I haven't fulfilled my potential by doing something I'm in, I can always go back to school. They give money to people who didn't go to school right away; did you realize that?

Funny, huh?

I don't want to be a student for very much longer. I've been a student for the past 11 or 12 years, and I'm quite tired of it.

I need to stop talking before I start repeating myself.