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I hate, separation. Boyfriend is at his mother's and I am at my father's. Oo, this sucks! I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it! Yeah, I guess I sound like a brat, but I really do hate it. Well, Mother-dearest and Step-Dad will pick my siblings and me up on Saturday. Then I'll get to see Boyfriend. Then we all drive for two days. Then we'll be home and things will be just perfect (of course I'm lying). You know, living with your partner is difficult. Growing up together makes it worse. I hate that. Anyway, only two weeks after we get home and Boyfriend will have to leave again, maybe for a whole year! crying I hate that, I hate that, I hate that, I hate that, I . . . well, you get the picture. I guess that's it for my first entry 'cause I'm tired of the subject.