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I went over to Stockton last night to visit my mom and stepdad. My mom was mad because I was late, but she's mad about everything. I talked to my dad most of the time and really go to know him. Apparently, he's an agriculture major. He also recommended I become fluent in another langauge. "When you learn another language, you live another life." I don't know if he read that somewhere, or if he made that up, but it sounded cool.
This morning, my mom took me shizzopping. She got me hellov food from Costco. Some extra stuff at K-Mart. Then, we went to Wal-Mart. I bought a Cult Classics collection of old black-and-white horror movies (including Little Shop of Horrors and House on Haunted Hill). But it's for my cousin. Finally, my mom took me to the mall, where she got me a suit!!! Finally, a real suit with a real blazer and slacks that all fit and match. Now, my life can begin and I can start to accessorize ties and shirts. Christ, I'm a fucking girl. Stop me.
Last night, I finally got to see Before Sunset. That movie makes wanna fucking kill myself or hurt something. It's so god awfully romantic. And I love it...I love it so. And Julie Delpy's song and her Nina Simone references.......ah, why don't you just stab me in the heart because you're so awesome?!!!
R.I.P. Ol' Dirty Bastard...we'll miss you.