I hate Computers
Jeffs family had a barbeque and apparently my mother was invited. Isnt that crazy. Jeffs grandma has talkied to my mother a few times, althoug apparently the first time she met her she didnt believe that she was my mother. Who can blame her, I barely do. Anyways Jeff the kids and I went to it. Jeffs unlce John was pretty nice, not as much of a lech as hes been described. 50/50 chance Ill being seeing him and some other relatives on friday. His Aunt Gena was all weirded out by the kids and made sure we were just babysitting. No one else seemed to care if they were mine or not, but women suck. Im sure shell call his mom right away, and Jeff will have to hear all about it but whatever I dont really give a fuck anyway. Jeffs uncle John talked a bit of shit about Jeffs mom, mainly that she tries to cat like he still twelve and is annoying and stuff, I liked it. It made him my favorite. He said Ilooked like some actress or remionded him of one or something, but he was probably just referring to my breast. Anyways I need to get dressed so I can go pay my mothers hock tickets, probably worng spelling, so yay.
The first half of this journal got cut off but to summarize it I dont have any time anymore but still would like to see everyone this weekend. Im worried about my metting with my counselor and whether Ill be able to transfer ok. And blah blah blah.
The first half of this journal got cut off but to summarize it I dont have any time anymore but still would like to see everyone this weekend. Im worried about my metting with my counselor and whether Ill be able to transfer ok. And blah blah blah.