I can’t wait for the day when I can get up, and immediately do what I want to do. I’m tired of this dirty bullshit of calling my mom up, her saying no, and having my hopes crushed. If you look at the thing you want to do, there’s absolutely nothing wrong with it and if you didn’t have this overbearing bitch floating over your life regulating things, everything would be much simpler. But no, I live with a commanding officer. My mind and intelligence have taken me places my mother could never imagine. I have ideas. Ambitions. Goals. Things she could never see in me. And when the day comes to shut this bitch down and show her my tricks of the trade and how I’ll REALLY live my life, it will be a sunny and fantastic day. This is all a temporary mask. Once I get out of here, it will all come undone.