Three words:

"About fucking time"

Most wierd,fucked up day goes to today.

Started off normal, went to school for period one and two, hungout with friends at lunch and then for third went to a presentation that I had no idea what it was about, to my amazement, it was Eva Olsson, a Holocaust survivor...It was really empowering and put a few things into my head about family values. After that I went to Janelle's, and OH what an experience that was. Our plan, was to do some mushrooms. We followed through on it, and wow. Wierdest trip so far,I had no idea I was high until an hour later, I layed on her sofa for what felt like an hour(but was only 20minutes) in an induced state of happiness, I'm really quite dissgusted with myself for that, but it was deffenitely an expierience. After I came to the realization of how high we actually were, we sat there and laughed at the most basic stuff ever. Bonded for sure,this is something we'll laugh always laugh about. Of coarse,my mother had to call and break up the "fun" and showed up. She took me out for some dinner and I ended up having a near death experience because of her awesome driving skills...the scariest part about it was that she was telling me how she's been depressed, and then she does that and had the nerve to tell me that what had happened didn't even alarm her, HA! thanks mom,I'll remember that next time you decide to be suicidal and being in the state that I was didn't help matters.

So,after that whole thing I ended up ranting about how she lets my father control everything she does and made a bunch of realizations about my parents and how much they really bug me, and how I never want to be like how they are. When we finally got home before I had to go in the house, I looked at her and said, "Mom,I'm really high on mushrooms right now"

Guess what she said back, "Oh fuck my life"

Is she really that depressed?

-Malika