Helping the boyfriend fill out a US visa application so he can come with me to Vegas in December. It is the most painfull thing ever, and I'm glad I don't have to do it for myself.
My mom is too much. She makes me get MY hair how SHE wants it. She always nagging and whinning that I don't do anything around the house when I cook and clean more than she does. She claims she's a "girl" so she pretends as if everything is SOOOO heavy. She ways searches for an argument out of every small thing. This is why I don't have serious convos about serious things with her because she always turns it into and argument because she always wants to be right.
I'm at the point where I'm moving out THE DAY I turn 18.
Wait. Nvm. According to her, I'm not an adult at 18. She claims I'm an adult at 21. But I'm leaving when I'm 18 whether she likes it or not.
I luv my mom. she brought you into this world and she can take you out
it hurts to even talk right now 
