.:I can't believe it's over:. (mickeyismodest) wrote, @ 2004-12-19 20:29:00

Current mood:	infuriated
Current music:	Silverstein-November

You made all these promises. You broke these promises to me.
[Mom:] Like father, like daughter.
[Me:]...what?
[Mom:] You're just like your father.

Okay. Me & the mom just had a.."tiff." But..God..Okay, you don't say that ^^. Blah blah..I don't even know what to say about that. I don't know what to think about it. I still can't believe she even said that. Yeah, you guys might not see what's the big deal with her saying something like that to me...but it's a big fucking deal.

Let's see if I can take my mind off it. It's 8:30, & I haven't done anything. I'm pretty sure that I was supposed to do something with Rese, but that has yet to happen. And that makes me sad. I wanted to see her.

I saw Booger on Thursday. It was good. But, now he's not too talkative. I hate that. Bleh..

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