Thanksgiving was really weird. My grandmother, Emma Karolina's dad, my brother, my mom and my aunt were there. Everything was so awkward. My brother and my mom had a huge fight while the turkey was cooking. It wasn't just a little argument- it was a HUGE fight. I was surprised the neighbors didn't call the cops. But he stayed for dinner anyway. Everything was so quiet and tiring. I couldn't really enjoy the meal.

My baby's dad and I had a talk after dinner and we kind of worked things out. He said that anytime he hurt me, it was because he was drunk.I believe him but it's still no excuse, you know? But he apoligized and everything so I guess I have to take it or leave it. That's how it always is with him. Take it or leave it.

Other than the fight, things actually went better than expected. Nothing blew up, no one got kicked out and Emma Karolina didn't throw up (!!!!)

I'm just hanging out these days, enjoying my last few days before school starts again. Ugh. I want to just quit!! It sucks.

I'm officially cracked. God- there are so many essays and reports due tomorrow. My baby is with her dad. Lately he's been such a jerk to me and I'm scared he'll corrupt EK. I'm just kidding. She's just a baby. But he's like, such a dick, I wish he'd just leave me alone. Too bad he's Emma's dad.Otherwise, I wouldn't even talk to him.

I haven't written a whole lot. I'm so busy!! I hate school and but I hate my house too. I just want to run away from here with Emma Karolina, just anywhere AWAY from here. My mom will not stop yelling at me about absolutely nothing. I don't want my baby to be hearing all the shit my mom says about me. And plus my baby's daddy is being a real DICK head. He slapped me the other day all drunk and slurring his words around. I thought he stopped that shit but I guess he hasn't.

But anyway- I'm alright. I just need space, you know? Too bad our house is a fucking fly trap with with no room to do anything....!!!!!!!

Love ya all.

Ugh. School just started. It's so hectic these days. They gave us homework on the first day- how crazy is that??

Anyway, my brother "ranaway" from home yesterday. Technically, he didn't because we know where he is and stuff, but still. Him and my mom had a fight. It's so stupid. I'll elaborate later. But I can tell you- I'm mad at him. Gtg right now.

I am so tired of people looking down on me like "What is that little girl doing with a baby?" and asking me "Is she your baby sister?" Then, when I say something here's what people say: My mother: "Then, you shouldn't have gotten yourself layed like a little tramp" My brother: "Slut." and my best friend: "It's not something that happens all the time"

Sigh. At least Emma doesn't know how to talk yet. Maybe she'll hate me later- but for now, she's fine.