Stoopid Junk.

I've been at the park almost all day today with my friend Marissa, shes been asking me stuff about my
family history and how much I know about it, which brought up allot of curiosities for me because of
the questions she asked. For one, my mom would have had to have been clean for a while in order to have passed the drug test which means pretty much as soon as it cleared the system and she got the "OK" to get me back, she started up again. It's funny how easy it is to get through the system. Cps is supposed to do some surprise checkups ever so often, but they haven't made one yet and its been a few months.
I'm actually glad they haven't though, because of the way she is right now. I doubt she'd care if they popped
in and took me again though. I seeeriously think the only reason she ever wanted me back was because my uncle suggested it(so I could watch over her, and she thought it'd be a good idea too I'm sure.) I'm lucky to have such super duper awesomely supportive friends, Marissa can have all the friend bragging rights she wants.
I can't wait for March 28th! PTV, HERE I COME MOFOS! >:D Can't wait to see all my fellow concert groupies and meetup with some that I hung out with in Va. EXCITEMENT OVERLOADDDD.