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Wednesday, May 26, 2004

Junk That's All That Is

I don't have to take finals...but I have to do some paper for the stupid science teacher...and that part of everything sucks...for I know that I'm slacking off now and what not...and that is superbly fine with me...so I don't care about everything...I mean I'm done and what not and that is all that counts...okay on to something else...

I talked to my mum last night...that was fine...the only thing is that as she was saying good-bye, talk to you later [I use all of this to avoid the fact that I could tell her that I loved her]...she told me. I dunno...if she really meant it or what...but the only thing is...I hung up the phone before she got to finish her sentence. For that...I felt really bad...because not only did I hang up the phone...but for once I knew that she meant it...that she's finally sorry for everything that has happened...and no one knows what to do...and either do I...I just wish that I could say somthing to someone...and make them understand but the chances of that happening are like: NEVER GOING TO HAPPEN! But, yeah...so now I'm faced with all of these things that I dunno what to do...I mean I miss her so much I never that that would be possible...I love my mom...through everything she has always been there for me...always and I never thought she was...and then you have to think about all of the other things that I have in my life that require a mother...and I won't get that...and I dunno...if you read this...you prolly have no idea where I'm coming from and that's fine because I don't expect you to understand...and I mean there's nothing you can do...but other than that I dunno...I mean...what is done is done and I can't fix that.

Okay...on to a different subject...I type fast and I can stick 20 grapes in my mouth at one time...but can only chew 15! Hahaha...okay something else: I have nothing.

Okay...new thing...I dunno...for relaly I graduate in like 6 days...how much does that rock...I mean that really rocks...really hard...because I don't have to come back to my class whom I have so much hatred for...I HATE YOU.

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