I woke up this morning to see that my phone i had 3 missed calls. I checked to see who it was and it was my ex. I freaked out. Why was he calling me? Why now? What the hell. I also saw that he sent me a text saying how this is the only time he would want to talk to me and if i don't respond or call back he's done.
Manipulative fuck. Like I care.
Gwen Stefani gots me in the mood to get my hollaback girl on. And now I'm really hungry. RAWR
About Me
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
SHAAHHAHAT
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Tuesday, June 2, 2009
Monday, June 1, 2009
response to politics and parents plus a memoir
Does this ring true in your own life? Have your views on specific questions of policy changed since you’ve become a parent? How about your more general views on liberalism vs conservatism. Can it possibly have anything to do with seeing the world through the eyes of the opposite gender — in other words, the eyes of your child?
My dad jumps back and forth when it comes to politics. I mean, growing up I was raised in a liberal standpoint, everything was all about Bill Clinton and John Kerry. But over the past year my dad started to go towards the republican side. I do feel however that both the child and the parent influence each other, but the question is how much does one have on the other. From my perspective, I would have to say that parents reflect their attributes on to their children. Otherwise meaning that parents control/mold their children the way they might want them to be.
Day 10
Its Monday mornning, and I'm tired as hell. The sleeping meds they've been prescribing me isn't effective and now they're talking about keeping me here a few more days to "study" me. I don't want to be here any longer than the majority of the people here. I wish I was outside of school, smoking a cigarette with people in the back parking lot. I wish I could go home today. But the details of me going home all rely on if my family meeting goes well. Which is today, by the way, at 1 pm. If theres one thing I despise the most is meetings, with my mother. OF ALL PEOPLE. My mother. Then again I guess I can't really say that I have anyone else. My immediate family is my father and my mother. Other than that, I'm an only child.
Well, I must go speak with the team now, the team of doctors that is, and discuss my discharge.
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