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so i went to WWU today. it was ok. saw and learned some more stuff. lindsey liked it, my mom liked it. talked to an admisitration person. she was nice.
if i can get a 3.0 this simester, go to HCC, take a few class's and get 35 credits, without any grade below a C and get an over all college GPA of 3.0... then i have garenteed acceptence to WWU... thats pretty fuckin cool... pretty happy about that
then i go play some LAX, beth and i kinda get angery at each other. i come home, and get ready to go, then my parents say no, and then we "talk" for 30 more min... lots of "calm" talking (i can hear the anger in my dad voice, and i know he wants me to feel bad, and guilty and all sorts of shit). talked about college, and life, and my friends, and it was pretty much a guilt trip and it really sucks. then, after they try to get me to do things (without actually asking me to do them) my mom says, i know you have a lot on your plate... and i'm like what the hell... you just got done suttlying getting me to do things by making me feel guilty. fuck
so i've been driving the bug, b/c i broke the trucks transmission. and i really hate the bug, its embarrassing. and then tonight my dads like, hurry up and get the truck running so i can have my bug back... and last week he was complaining to be about how much he hates it... i'm so confused.
i have lots to do, and it just keeps piling on. and i can't say not to people. i care about my friends to much to say no
i wonder why i can't sleep anymore
if i can get a 3.0 this simester, go to HCC, take a few class's and get 35 credits, without any grade below a C and get an over all college GPA of 3.0... then i have garenteed acceptence to WWU... thats pretty fuckin cool... pretty happy about that
then i go play some LAX, beth and i kinda get angery at each other. i come home, and get ready to go, then my parents say no, and then we "talk" for 30 more min... lots of "calm" talking (i can hear the anger in my dad voice, and i know he wants me to feel bad, and guilty and all sorts of shit). talked about college, and life, and my friends, and it was pretty much a guilt trip and it really sucks. then, after they try to get me to do things (without actually asking me to do them) my mom says, i know you have a lot on your plate... and i'm like what the hell... you just got done suttlying getting me to do things by making me feel guilty. fuck
so i've been driving the bug, b/c i broke the trucks transmission. and i really hate the bug, its embarrassing. and then tonight my dads like, hurry up and get the truck running so i can have my bug back... and last week he was complaining to be about how much he hates it... i'm so confused.
i have lots to do, and it just keeps piling on. and i can't say not to people. i care about my friends to much to say no
i wonder why i can't sleep anymore