All over you, all over me...
wow. i don't even know how to explain today.
Debate finals at Freedom, all day = no school. woo. lunch at Perkins. mmm yeah. good spending the day with Sheila, Sarah, and Rachel. some Emmaus bitches were being, well, bitches to us. i don't know why, i ignored it all.
Sheila took some "emo cum shots" of us all. i look like shit in pictures, so i won't post mine. i can't pose, and i have a hard time trying to NOT laugh. ack. but i will post Rufus:
went to the psychologist afterschool today. spilled EVERYTHING about Michael and Gary. thankfully she can't tell my mommy that i'm sexually active. i'd be dead. but it was...a lot, telling her everything.
the second i was out of Joanna's office and in the car, my mother starts asking about Michael. her and my father didn't approve of me going to see him on Valentine's Day. they want to meet him, blah blah blah. all in all, they just don't want me seeing him -- period.
i came home and went upstairs to cry for about an hour or so. still not talking to my parents. i'm so pissed that now...NOW that i am content with Michael and so happy, i can't see him. and i know they'll be monitoring me a little more closely, about where i go and who i'm with, so i'll have to devise some plan(s).
called Michael tonight. talked and cried. i'm so confused, i'm so sad.
i fucking hate everything right now. things start to go well for me, and everything just falls apart. i totally suck, i know.
Debate finals at Freedom, all day = no school. woo. lunch at Perkins. mmm yeah. good spending the day with Sheila, Sarah, and Rachel. some Emmaus bitches were being, well, bitches to us. i don't know why, i ignored it all.
Sheila took some "emo cum shots" of us all. i look like shit in pictures, so i won't post mine. i can't pose, and i have a hard time trying to NOT laugh. ack. but i will post Rufus:
went to the psychologist afterschool today. spilled EVERYTHING about Michael and Gary. thankfully she can't tell my mommy that i'm sexually active. i'd be dead. but it was...a lot, telling her everything.
the second i was out of Joanna's office and in the car, my mother starts asking about Michael. her and my father didn't approve of me going to see him on Valentine's Day. they want to meet him, blah blah blah. all in all, they just don't want me seeing him -- period.
i came home and went upstairs to cry for about an hour or so. still not talking to my parents. i'm so pissed that now...NOW that i am content with Michael and so happy, i can't see him. and i know they'll be monitoring me a little more closely, about where i go and who i'm with, so i'll have to devise some plan(s).
called Michael tonight. talked and cried. i'm so confused, i'm so sad.
i fucking hate everything right now. things start to go well for me, and everything just falls apart. i totally suck, i know.