How's it going

Wow it's been quite the week. I talked to my mum exactly 2 hours this whole week. Yeah that's right. Out of 168 hours some spend sleeping some at school only 2 hours spent talking with my mum. I try to talk to her as much as I can in order keep a sort of connection to another human since I barely have any friends (if I have any at all). It's not like she's busy after work or I do anything after school. I try to tell her what's been going on in my life, but I feel she's uninterested so I let it go. 

She noticed my new pack of cigarettes. "You told me you weren't buying any more" bitch I didn't tell you shit. It' not like I smoke a hell lot. I go through a pack a month plus I'm spending my own money. You want me to give up the one thing that grounds and keeps me sane? She doesn't even know that for the past 2 week my whole body's been 'sore'. Headaches, nausea, heartaches, insomnia and constant eye soreness to name a few problems. For five days now I've been taking ibuprofen twice a day. She didn't even notice. She might not even care. I clearly don't. Every night she tucks me into bed, not out of love or care, but out of habit. She kisses my forehead and I feel her teeth. 

Next week she's going to Greece on vacation with some of her friends. I will be left alone. In the past I'd be left with my dad, last year I wasn't. Not because of my age or maturity but perhaps because I hate my dad so fucking much. I'll try not to go insane. Will probabbly finish all the ibuprofen at home in a day or two afer her departure. I've been looking for a job. Is it a necesity? Not for me. I'm not dying for money, I just want to kill some time and do more than sit for hours at school listening to morons talk absolute shit.

Too much english indie rock for me