I'm not the only one counting

This weekend i spent a total of 3 mins at my house. Mom was in Ohio for saturday and into sunday, so i had it pretty good. Friday night there was a planned bon-fire up at alderson's, but that fell through cuz of the rain. I ended up heading back to bills for with a select few for a decent time. Saturday bill drove me to work in the somewhat early AM, where i enjoyed the company of low sugar trix and cosmic bowling. Me and sunseri got tux's (finally) for prom. Ended up eating taco's at sunseri's then heading over to rach's late night to crash there. Mom came home and was pissed (surprising i know). She doesnt like the idea of me going to sleep at other's houses, then chilling all day here at home base. Worked 2nite, which was interuppted by a visit from tues sunseri court and alderson. Thats my weekend in a paragraph. Now for the FYI not needed stuff. The title comes from the whole "me moving out" thing. I thought i was the only one looking forward to freedom, but apparently i'm not. My mom and i had another conversation tonight where she just tells me how completely and utterly useless i am. Your right, i'm used to it by now. I mentioned "What if i dont move when i'm 18" and she almost fainted. She cant seem to wait until the day, July 18th, 2006, when i turn 18. Sucks when your own mother makes it obvious she wants you gone. I'm not worried about it. Next thing, I dont recommend anyone to work at princess lanes. Cuz, well...it's awful. Good job, truly, but the people really just suck. Right now, i work there and have my face run into the ground, followed by me coming home and mother doing the same thing. I'm sounding woah is me...not my intention. Point is, i just need to be 18. And fast. Thats all for now. Farewell - n00bit