man. my freakin mom is talkin to me about my drug use. well, not directly. she said i need to focus on school and any little road block could blow my chances and make my diploma little more than a piece of paper.
ugh. my sister must have told her about my currect partying.
momma said i need to not party so hard. she was like, well, all i know about is the pot, which told me immediately that's NOT all she knew. that's how she tries to pretend, which makes us both know one of us has snitched on the other.
my sister is in rehab and doing the 12 steps bullshit and is concerned about me saying that's how she got started.
goddamn.
seriously i've got better sense than to keep on with it. i had a fucked up week last night and told myself.
it's great that everyone's so concerned, but I'M NOT going to get hooked on drugs. i don't continually do drugs. just pot.
the past week or do it's been a lot more than pot, but god i'm not letting myself get out of control again.
