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March 11, 2009
I'm skipping out on my responsibilities again. I don't want any of this, really. I want to be like Andy, with no job and no future and just one leisurely life of sleeping, eating, and playing video games. Mom threatens to kick him out and I don't know whether to scoff or cry. I don't want him to leave but I don't think mom would really do that.

But this is my mother, the one that beat me with belts whenever she found it appropriate. This is my mother, growing up in oppression in Poland. We don't get it easy.