hildeguardog's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - My life was fan-fucking-tastic until about half an hour ago. Coach Wiegman called complaining about me not going to practice for the last 2 weeks. Fuck him. He's on my ass whenever I don't go, and ignores me when I do, even when I'm there for consecutive days. I'm listening to Goddamnit right now, and my moods seem to be changing as the songs change. I just had and American version of Chinese food for dinner. As far as I know, none of what I ate was from anywhere near China, so why should we even call it Chinese? Because of their "style" of preparing food? All through dinner the mom was giving me a hard time for not adding "thank you" after everytime I said no, like when they were offering me something, knowing I would turn it down. I shouldn't have to thank her for anything, except the bad mood, maybe. What an asshole. Well, the good news is that I'm learning my rights, and how I can get emancipated, or whatever it's called, so I can move out once I get a decent job. 3:24 p.m. - Thursday, Oct. 02, 2003 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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