i wrote this two years ago in high school... funny

[muccafatta]

One time I was late to my Freudian therapy session because of horrible traffic. The traffic frightened me, it reminded me of my troubled, hectic childhood and how I always felt trapped between a rock and a hard place. Everytime I think of that saying, I can't help but picture a huge phallis, and that drives me to dwell on my father's oppressive nature. Everywhere I turn he is there to push me down and make me cry. I cried like a little girl with a skinned knee. I'm not talking about a tomboy though, I mean the girls that wear bows and ruffled dresses. And speaking of Tomboys, I am reminded of how I was never strong enough to please my father and I always felt that I was lacking and not worth loving. Now I have a horrible fear of falling in love but when I fall it is fast! I end up with guys that are no good, really, they are not looked kindly upon by society and that is hard to deal with. Damn, everything is so hard!! Hard, hard, hard! So you see why I should go to Freudian therapy and also why I should never ever be late. I need to save my insanity for the couch. And might I say, I have always loved couches.

anyway... my update is: jason got a tattoo to mimic mine, it looks great.we're going to see "the order" tonight hopefully it won't suck. school is going better than ever, i have another test next week. we'll see how much i love school after this test. jason is enjoying is job and i'm enjoying mine.

next week is my birthday!! next sunday! 20!