here's a story:
my mom picked me up from work last night and immediately started bitching about my piercing again. she asked if i was going to take it off before september, i said no. she said, then you're not going to henry's wedding (henry is my cousin. his wedding is in october). i  didn't say anything. she said that im gonna stay in loo that weekend and she'll tell people how i'm too busy to come out, and she doesn't want to explain to everybody about my piercing. i said, you don't have to explain, i can tell them. she said no. then she started bitching about how i try to be white but you can't really, or somethin like that. she goes and rants about races and says something like, if this is my way of trying to be white, it's not working, or something like that. it really disturbed me. after that bit, she goes, i bet you're thinking of getting a tattoo next, aren't you?! don't let me guess right! and then starts ranting about that. what's funny is that even though i didn't really say anything, i am thinking about getting a tattoo. hahah! oh well. so anyway, she keeps yelling at me all the way home, and when we got home, she started on the wedding thing agin, and i said to her, so you're not letting me see my own family? and she said, no. i said, what, are you ashamed of me? and she said, yes. *raises eyebrows* then she says, everything else, i'm not ashamed of, but this i am. and i had nothing else to say to that.
 
i got amber back, missed her so much, my little bunny-poo!! hehehe.