got into it pretty bad with the father figure tonight. to save a long story for short, he told me to get out of the house; it all started because of nothing, but of course im not going to sit here and take it, ill say what exactly is on my mind. im not gone, obviously- because mom has a say in that too, and this time, i didn't even do anything. it ended with him knowing how i feel, but i did it maturely; i want out of this house, more than you can even imagine, the only thing keeping me here is mom (i can tell she is not happy either), and the fact that i want to be ahead of the game before i get out on my own...i dont want to have to live pay cheque to pay cheque...thats not much of a life, i want to enjoy being on my own. all i need us until the end of summer, hopefully i can stick it out until then.