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Tuesday, January 11th, 2005
4:59p
My mom in incapacitated. She hasn't been to school in two weeks. She didn't go to work today. She slept until noon and then went back to bed at 1:30.

How often do we have to do this? Wasn't it less than a month ago that I left for a weekend just to get away from this kind of depression?

She's thinking about dropping out of culinary school. She is supposed to graduate in April.

Am I going to be this way?


current mood: worried

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7:21p
I like how I get my way with my parents. Know how I do it? I don't give them another choice.

Like tonight, I told my mom that I invited Kristin to the Winter Dance with me. She rubbed her forehead and sighed and reminded me that after Mel's visit, I wasn't supposed to have any more overnight guests.

I told her that Kristin is my girlfriend and of course I'm going to take my girlfriend as my date. It's all very logical. Then I told my mom that I want to meet Kristin first. She said I couldn't go to Indiana, I said Kristin shouldn't come all the way here both times. I got out a map with the route traced and pointed to a town between here and Bloomington. My mom said it was fine.

I am very smooth.

It may have also helped that I spent $40 of my own money on dinner for my family tonight because my mom is broke and she didn't want to cook. Hmmph. I also just had to give Ali lunch money.

Amanda said something today that I didn't know how to take. We were walking to Creative Writing and I said I was tired. She said, Welcome back to school. It sounded kind of bitchy and bitter. I don't know if it was. She hasn't really talked to me lately.


current mood: weird

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7:49p
Haha, yes, yes fucking yes.

The last line!

Someone has it.


current mood: completely adoring
current music: I Believe In A Thing Called Love -- The Darkness

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