how could you?

my mom ruined my two favourite jeans! i wanna die now. i'm actually sad, because i gotta have to buy new ones and i HATE shopping for jeans, cause it makes you feel fat and gross and it's NOT fun. It's even worse than buying a swim suit. (actually, when i think about it, it's not that bad that she ruined them, she didn't do it on purpose but i just liked them.. :/ )
Usually, it's superhard to make me cry, but my parents are extremely good at it. not really today, but it could have had happened. because of stupid little stuff when i feel like i'm not treated right ( i bet it's just some stupid growing up thing and it's not their fault AGAIN).
i so do not wanna go to school tomorrow. i wish i would finde some reason not to have to go. nobody can imagine (well maybe my brother..) how happy i was when i left that place the friday before i went to germany. there's no comparison. NONE. and not only because of germany, but even more because i couldn't stay there any longer. i don't know how you american people do it, but obviously i am too weak or something. 10 weeks left 10 weeks left.

i don't like what i just wrote. i'm gonna go to watch some Rock of Love. Thank you vh1... =)