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Maren (gnome_girl) wrote,
@ 2004-10-03 16:39:00
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    Current mood: bitchy
    Current music:"Live Forever" by Oasis


    Well, I just had the suckiest weekend ever. Went down to the cities Friday night, and had fun then with my parents and Mary and Jim. Sort of.

    Then on Saturday, I woke up sleeping on cushions that were scattered (very uncomfortable) in the very warm computer room (and Maren can't stand heat). Then I went to this funeral (which wasn't any more uplifting) and then to Barnes and Noble, where I didn't buy anything because I told Dorey I'd buy her this manga if she paid me back, and by the time I realized that the store didn't have it, I didn't have time to get anything for myself.

    Saturday night we went and visited Tom, which was kinda weird. Because he was so different, and I felt so unconnected to him, and that everything I was saying was frivolus or mean and had no interest to him. And I got told off by my parents for chewing my nails half a dozen times.

    Then I woke up again in unecessary heat (why couldn't I have just slept downstairs on the acutal couch?) and proceded to be cranky all day. The only good part was that I got to see my buddy Kari. Then we drove home (and my parents refused to stop at Barnes and Noble, even though they said last night I could) and they made me cry by talking yet again about the importance of not biting my nails and I just kept thinking: I want to see a friendly face. I had just been so miserable all weekend, and had felt so left out and unloved and I just had to let it out. I cry over the weirdest things. It's always been that something small is the tip of the iceberg.

    Well, then on the way back we stopped and visited the wookworking guy I told you guys about at the auction committe and he said he'd be willing to make us that picnic set. So, at least that's good.

    Anyway, so I just wanna see someone my own age, which I haven't all weekend. I'm sorry I'm so cranky and tired, but I've had SUCH a sucky week and I miss being able to laze around with you guys more often, like this summer.

    God, I've just felt like such shit on a stick lately. :: le sigh :: I need an anime night. And some friends. And a hug.

    Badly.



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