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In addition to Leo's rather sudden departure and the world's most disrespectful student, I also had my mom. For two days. I swear, my parents are enough to make me want to leave the country. Today.

Yesterday and today after school, mom came to "help" me get ready for open house. I wouldn't find it so hard to appreciate her help if it wasn't so damn poisonous. For example, I lost track of the times she cringed at my room yesterday. I was really proud of a cathedral the kids had made for me, and I pointed that out. She said it was "Great, except for one thing..." There were kids in the room at the time. Today her "help" was almost entirely "fixing" stuff we'd already done. She was hanging some posters, and the kid in there today was slyly commenting on his own. Mom, of course, pointed out the spelling errors. While he was there. EVIL! She asked about the art teacher. I told her I've seen him lurking around helping teachers. She said, "But you didn't ask him..."

I think I'm moving to Australia. Get me away from here!!!!!