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| 09.05.04 (11:02 am) [edit] |
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When was the last time I wrote something positive or neutral? I guess it was Saturday after I got back from San Francisco. Here's a nice change in pace, lets talk about some good or neutral things that I am feeling or have done. On Friday I ran errands, looked at purses, bought food, and when my family finally got to town, we went to my aunt's house and just kinda hung out. Brittany called at about 9:30. Having not seen the caller ID, I assumed it was Jeremy, and that he was doing something weird with his voice to screw with me. Brittany has a rather high, quiet voice. She wants to take Amee out on her 21st birthday. Little bitch already graduated. Of course, if I took 21 units a semester, went every possible semester, took college classes while still in high school, maybe I would be graduated too. On Saturday, my family came downtown and we went to Tapestry in talent. I always see a lot of fun stuff there, but most of it I would have nothing to do with it, even if I was self-sufficient and had a place to put things, and it's expensive anyway. I did get a sort of an insulator bag thing for very large bottled waters. We didn't eat there. I got a free sample of some sort of Indian thing that was like a mini egg roll. It was soo good! Plus I got a bunch of free samples of kettle corn. Today I am going back there to have lunch. I wish I had my bike so that I didn't have to walk all the way down there. Plus I have to go to the gym sometime today because I haven't been for the last 2 days. When we went out to eat, I told them what I was going to be doing at PBS, that is, what's on the nights I volunteered. I said one of the nights I was going to be there the Raiderettes and 49'er Gold Rush Girls were going to be there. My dad asked me, "What are they going to be doing?" I told him, "Laying grout. They are going to be doing a demonstration on tiling" and went on about the fancy tilework they can actually do. It took them both a minute to realize I was being sarcastic. I tried talking to my mom last night about all the We went to Fresh Choice with Mrs. Reed to dinner. That was enjoyable except I was still full from lunch. Then my mom and I went to Target, where I got a bulletin board, a new purse (cute as my current one is, it's not very comfortable to hold and has a hole in it big enough for a pen to fit through), a Bambi shirt, and I guess that's about it. We came back and sat and watched TV at grandma's. The males had gone to the SJSU/Stanford football game which they were beaten brutally (surprise! I remember when they were good). My mom held me for a long time. After they came back, I went back to my room, cried about the state of things, and the feeling that no matter what happens, in some way I am going to be fucked over. I wrote a lengthy letter to Jeremy detailing my reasons for feeling this way (because he ties into everything but not by anything he did or didn't do). Why do I think when I get a pop-up that says, "We've detected Spyware on your computer" that the pop-up put it there simultaneously, and they want me to download their product so that I will download their software and get more spyware? Today I thought I would be going out to breakfast with my family and grandmother. But my grandmother decided to make them a shitload of eggs and bacon like she always does which makes my mom feel guilty to have an 87+ woman waiting on her, and because my mom always tells her that they are capable of making or getting their own. She's never really seemed all together to me; kind of flighty. Grandpa was silly, but he seemed to be more together. Evidentally, according to my dad, I shouldn't be allowed to go out to eat breakfast because I once told him "All I do is eat in restaurants." (I surely hope he doesn't count Sbarro and Burger King, the slightly more desirable alternatives to the Dining Commons, as restaurants). Better get dressed and go to the gym. Current Mood: whatever What's on: Under Pressure - Queen/David Bowie |
posted by: Bun-Bun (reply)
post date: 09.06.04 (4:39 pm)
I was glad to see that you were able to talk to your mom, and that you had some comfort time with the two of you sitting and her holding on to you.
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