School's out, my friends, former classmates and I are plotting horrible ways to crash our "friend's" future wedding (and somehow he found out and is beyond pissed), and quite frankly, I feel like I lost some of my morals.

I'm not positive, but I'm pretty sure most of the worst ideas came from me - and if they didn't, they were sparked by me.

Plus, you'd think I'd feel bad for leaving my mom next month but I don't. I did before, but lately, she's been extremely uptight and bitchy. Everything I do is wrong, even if it's what she wanted me to do. I can't stand to even look at her anymore and my sense of emotional security is depleted. I can't even say "Hi" without her turning it into a bitch fit. That's exactly why I don't tell her anything and why I'm trying to get out of the house as much as possible.

Tomorrow I'm going to go grab an application and [hopefully] snag that job. I also plan to hang out with a friend who I never really hang out with. He's also someone my mom thinks I have a crush on - my sister thinks so, too, and she and my mom were talking about it. Whatever. I'd rather have her think that than know about Eric - for now, at least.

I don't feel bad about either of these things. The wedding crash has been making me laugh all day and I hope to god someone can talk some sense into Whipped before we have to do the things we planned. And about my mom, I feel rather indifferent. She's the reason I'm leaving sooner than I originally planned. I thought maybe she'd loosen up a little after the party, but if anything, she's more uptight.

But, once I'm out, she's apparently leaving my step dad... like she's threatened literally fifty or more times before.

Change is fine, but everything is changing drastically, quickly and at the same damn time. I'll get used to it, but it's a lot to take in. Even if it means changing some of my morals.