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| Sunday, January 25th, 2004 |
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hmm. yesterday was good til i came home again. i left around 3 and went to freehold with jimmy and alex. we went to ac moore to get shit for his colin wall. ended up back at jim's to make the colin wall, and for me and alex to lay on his bed. my life consists of shopping and laying on jimmy's bed. alex took me home. i came in and got yelled at by everyone. all i wanted to do was check my mail to see if katie wrote me back. first, bobby whined that i would be downstairs while he was watching tv. it was 12! what are you watching, bob, porn? all i had to do was check my mail. then my dad yelled at me because i came in and started problems. then my mom yelled at me because i made my dad yell. it was great. my mom came in my room later to talk. i feel bad. really bad. i'm turning into the 'bad kid'. :( i was always the good one. i duno. it was too much for me. it felt surreal. why the fuck was everyone yelling at me? and they wonder why i always go out and if i'm home, i'm locked up in my room. i wanted to leave. i got my purse and my phone but my mom stopped me. i'm too much of a pussy anyway. i texted jimmy to ask him if could live in his closet. if i did actually leave, i would've went there. i feel bad. i'm a burden to him. i always go to him first to cry. i have to stop that. i'm far too clingy and needy and that's annoying. this is why i have no friends. i get close then i whine and complain. ahhhh. i suck. i havent talked to cait in like 3 days. oh well. i'm not putting extra effort out. she's mad at me yet she won't tell me. i don't need that shizell right now. blank. |
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please just confront me. not the people who i am close with that will tell me what you say. or what you want to say. and my journal entry wasn't fully about you, so thanks. thanks to jim for calling me and making sure i was okay. i am. i was watching a girl, interupted and didnt hear my phone beep and he got nervous. nervous nelly. aw. :) fucking ah. it better not snow tonight. i fucking hate snow. fuck fuck fuck. |
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