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My mom thinks I spend too much time with Joe. Maybe I do but I don't really think I do. I really like him. He kinda keeps me sane and I'm becoming a liitle more mature now that I'm with him. I'm not as much of a child as I used to be, even though I shouldn't be since I'm going to be 23. I'm growing out of things that I used to think were funny. They just aren't very funny anymore. My magic is growing...I'm really starting to see and feel and talk to people in my meditations. I'm a somewhat spiritual person now. I'll actually pray at night now, even though it's to the Goddess and the God. My parents know I'm Pagan now. My dad dosen't care, my mom doesn't like the idea...she thinks Pagans are devil worshippers...whatever...I'm starting to seperate from certain people, sometimes I think that can either be a good thing or a bad thing...it's not like I wanted it to happen...it just happened for a reason unknown. I don't know...I have a lesson tonight and then I'm going to visit Joe at work. Poor Shannon's uncle died...I have to get her a sympathy card....and JG ran away. She went upstate to live with her boyfriend. Fate braught us together at the train station...she was going to take the airtrain to the airport. I told Joe and he didn't know what to say or do. But I did my meditation and she said it was for the best