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2002-12-21 - 4:37 p.m. *sigh* This weekend is getting really medeocre.... First, Thursday this bullshit with Trudeau being transferred happenes. Then Fri. I get accepted to Hope. Sat I wake up irritable and find out I could've gone to Matt's, which makes me more irritable. I could've been at a party. I love parties. Granted, I'd have missed Kissy's... but she'll be home for a while, I have no other chance to see the graduates. *pouts* I really wish someone had brought up that this was an open invitiation earlier. Almost as if I wasn't wanted.... Mom's nervous that Christmas will suck. Newsflash: as long as we're in Dearborn, it does suck. I'd love it if one year we could stay home and just be a family. But noooo... now we're getting a hotel room and staying down there for a few days. *sigh* Mom's got good reason to be nervous. Mike wants to come up here at some point and I don't know what to do. I need to inform my parents that he exsists.... and that we're involved. So far I've told them everything I've gotton in the mail from Monkeeland is from friends at camp. I'm such a horrible liar. Which brings me to a whole nother set of worries/doubts. I don't know how I feel about this boyfirend idea. It's still sinking in that I'm tied up now. Once agian, I'm off the market.. I don't know if I like that.... This may just be the depression/irritablness speaking... but I don't know if I'm all that keen on being tied to someone I've never met in person... I *could* meet him, but that brings me back to the initial problem.... Grah. Why do I insist on making my life so friggin' complicated?
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