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I hate it when little things piss me off. It really brings down what could otherwise be deemed a stupendous night. pat and Oscars was fun...even though I'm a bitch, and breadsticks were thrown at me, and Julian hiccuping was quite possibly the funniest thing ever. We ran into Chris and karina at the Janss place, and he had some strange ice cream....o, and btw, Chris, I have 4 breadsticks for you!!! corsage and boutineere are ordered, and I'm being paid back for my dress...which is a first. Mom's out of town tomato, which is aight. Paper is almost fully written inside my mind, and I just sneezed so hard that I typed really weird on the keypad. But yea, so I gt home, and realize, I left my new shirts at Julian sirs house. Which means I can't wear them as planned tomato...and that just annoys me. And then, Charlie, won't stop picking fights with my kittens, and they keep going back for more, so I'm not quite sure what to make of that, but it's also annoying. And my mom is giving me really awkward sex talks, and it's just creepy. And I'm wondering if Randy is going to be staying with me and John when my mom goes out of town tomato...I will be incredibly upset if he is. It's just wrong, and I'm sorry, but nothing anyone can say is going or could possibly justify it. So I can't wait for this weekend, it shall be good. I don't know, call me immature, childish, stupid, I don't care; I simply cannot and will not get used to another man living in my house with my mother. It simply won't happen, and to everyone who thinks I should get over it: you don't know. I'm terribly sorry, but if you don't know what this makes me feel, then how can you give that advice? This only furthers my want to move out, and yea. College....getting more stuff from CSUN, and I really want to go there, but it's not going to happen, so I'll have to contain myself, it kinda bothers me that I'm not attending in some areas...and I think I want to be a camp counselor this summer, and I can't wait to coach kids next AYSO season; but on the same note, I'll be quite happy and impressed with myself if I get the job at Hollywood video. But I think I need bed, because some things keep going through my mind that are just really unpleasant but for some reason, I can't seem to stop thinking about them. Blasted mind of mine.