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Okay Listen.
I want you to call me and tell me when you're going to give it back to me.
Thats all I want. Leave a message on my dad's phone?
Well today I made Ken drive me to work, the bank and so forth.
I forgot to look for Seven Mile and made him drive me over the resovoiur.
He dropped me off. Probably got lost. I cuddled with Sal for a while.
I ended up on a run for less then an hour. Came home and expected a call.
Didn't get it. Truthfully I was just hoping to expect it.
Spent the night on Thayer with my mom. Heard this awesome song.
Saw Rachel she looked happy to see me.
I was glad for this, because when was the last time someone was?
I gave her quite possibly the longest and strongest hug I have ever in my life.
Mom and I got along gracefully. (As in we said almost nothing to each other.)
It's so different walking down the street with her.
What I mean is in comparison to Joanne. With Joanne, theres bubbling and gushing and crafts,
forcing me to talk to cute boys and trip the ones walking too fast.
Joanne when she is upset with me, shows dissapointment and says nothing.
Where as my mother screams, hollers and loses her breath about absolutely nothing.
How can I love both these people, in all their diversity? Especailly to ask them to play the same role.
How could I possibly bew that selfish?