The Weekend.

So yesterday I took the road trip with my bff and we met her parents half-way between her town and here because her stepdad had this doctor's confrence there. It was fun, but I felt really bad because I could tell that seeing them was making her really homesick. I tried to cheer her up on the way back, and I think it worked. We stopped at a fireworks store, which was fun, and the ride back gave us a chance to really get to talk to each other about serious stuff. Cars are the best places to talk to people. You can talk about anything there because you're all alone, you don't have to make eye contact, and you know no one else can hear. We mostly talked about our parents. She's going through a lot of the same things that I am with her parents. She's the other way around though - her dad's a dick and her mom's really cool.

Anyway, we got back into town arond 8 and then I had to run by mom's house to get clothes and stuff before I left to spend the night at my friend's apartment last night and my dad's until Wed. While I was there, my mom got really mad at me because she didn't want me to go to my dad's. She started accusing him of doing all these horrible things during the divorce and everything - like she was trying to get me to side with her. Why can't parents ever be mature? She's almost 50 years old, and she's accusing him of doing things that happened (or didn't happen) ten years ago. Seriously... I guess it's just really hard for me to be around her when she's like that because for so long I thought she would never lie to me, and now I don't know where the truth lies. She has so much anger, and she's so decietful. I'm really shaken by her now. I can't look at her the same way I did before all of this. I can't even imagine what would have happened if I had stayed any longer than I did, or if my friend hadn't been downstairs talking to my sister. I couldn't take it any more, and I just got my stuff and walked out the door. I dropped my bff off at the dorm and went over to my friend's apartment - one of my good friends that graduated last year - for the rest of the night. We had a great time too - ended up going to Krystal at around 3:00am for a Sackful.
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My mom wonders why my friends means so much to me. I guess she never stopped to think about the fact that I trust them more than I trust her. I can't imagine all this without my best friends. Maybe they're not related to me, but I seriously consider them my family at this point.