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I should have known better. I'm overloading every time someone says something about packing or leaving. I just screamed at my dad (for at least the 5th time this week) that I'm not leaving. I really could still go somewhere here. But my parents think I want to stay because I don't want to be away from them and my friends. That's just the tip of the iceberg. I can't handle it. Knowing me, I'll forget to eat lunch or something.
crap, now my legs are being evil again. I didn't feel it last night until I got home, but I think I overdid it last night with the DDR and the running around in laser tag @_@ And you know that weird game with the yellow helmet thing? Of course you do. Well, someone left it sorta low, and it was just barely within my peripheral vision, and I banged my shoulder on it. And I forgot about it until just now when I bumped the same shoulder on a door and it hurt.
i wish thomas would just leave me alone right now. I don't want to talk to him. I don't want to talk to any of them. I want to talk to someone like me, but there's no one. But no complaining for me. It's my own fault.
 nepie · Tue Aug 05, 2008 @ 09:32pm · 0 Comments |
