Aug 11, 2004 22:11
I can't allow myself to feel anything for him again. NO NO NO. We have been down that road, and we both turned around and came back... Now I'm so freakin' tempted to try to drag him down it again.. But I know it would end in us turning around and walking away again. God. I always want what I can't have. This time, I want to not want it. That's right. Teresa Marie Cox does NOT want him. That's correct... Uhm. Yeah.
My father pisses me off. So badly. I just want him to go far, far away... Like Mexico.
School is actually going ok. Other than having hardly any classes with Madeleine, Gail, and Hannah, and the fact I have none with Christian and my husband Luke, it's going ok. The highlight of my day is hanging out with Adam in Wellness, making fun of the dipshit teacher. And purposely screwing up the games for the heck of it. And talking about our mysterious "band camp." Other than that class, it pretty much sucks. Er.. as the principal says.. It pretty much vacuums.
Uuuuuhm. I've wasted a lot of time writing this, yet I've really accomplished nothing. I've got so many emotions running through me right now, that I don't know where to begin to express any of them. So, I suppose I shall choose to suppress all of them instead.