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I don't even want to go to Mexico anymore. I came to this conclusion after spending over two and a half hours on the phone, reaffirming the doubts I had. I know myself fairly well, I mean I've lived with me for twenty years, therefore, I know that I do not handle change very well. I don't like waking up in unfamiliar places. I don't like to spend the night at other people's houses. It takes me far too long to get comfortable. So why on earth did I ever think it would be a good idea to do all of those things at once for four months? OHHHHH regret.
After calling Sam and talking to her for about 30 seconds she said "I have to tell you something. I'm talking to Vic again". WELL WHAT DO YOU KNOW? You mean she's "talking" (aka-dating) the girl she used to leave the room to talk to for an hour? I did not see that coming. That girl is seriously fucked up. Thank god I left her ass.
I'm sorry. It's been a long, and very frustrating day. One thing after another.
I just saw a commercial for Now 29. I'm pretty sure I have like the first four. well, had. Those people make a lot of money off of shitty songs.
My dad "secretly" took me to the library tonight because my mom wouldn't take me because I have two overdue books from SC that we have to mail back. When have you ever heard of a parent refusing to take their kid to the library? Wait, how old am I????
I'm going to go take a few shots and watch Futurama. That should do the trick.