Said there must be thousands like me with the same name anyway
Ugh...I feel so cooped up right now. I couldn't even finish Nixon last night like I said I would because I fell asleep. So my mom didn't want to bother me while I was reading so she quilted without me which made me really upset because I want to feel like I'm doing it too, with her--not 'helping' on my own project. Since after the wedding she's really taken over on the hand quilting. She doesn't want me to do it without her and all of the design ideas thus far have been hers. It's just not feeling like its mine anymore--or even ours. I want to work on it, but I have reading and writing to do. I have the hardest time writing to prompts. I don't feel different or special from anybody else, so how the hell do I show that on paper. I can hardly write a paper on affirmative action, then write a paper on how much my cuban background has affected me. If I drank I'd be so drunk this week! I can't even eat breakfst because I'm so tense right now.