"Will you not forget me?" oh, I'll never forget you. "Never, never." I really don't like this week. I'm down on everything. Okay, except my friends. the REAL ones. Andrea, Sara, Deja, Jackie too I suppose. yesterday i went to ihop with them. I literally woke up, checked my text messages, threw on clothes and deja picked me up. crazy good. we laughed and shared summer stories (i haven't seen any of them since july 7) and our schedules. I think we all, save deja, have english together. we went back to sara's house and played with her barbies. she is seriously lacking in the clothes department. oh well. We went to rage on monday with ahma and tim, juju, joan, and dane. it was fun. but my legs are still in agonizing pain. I have nothing positive to say about my dad. And I think i'm going to end up going a full 24 hours without talking to my mom. I don't care. She confused me and I didn't know where she was seeing what she was seeing on the box, and she threw it at me and got all angry because I let her know that somehow she hadn't read the right thing and that it was the correct thing to be cooking. but no. she got angry and stormed out of the kitchen, leaving the hamburger on to burn. I don't want to be around mom, I don't want to be around dad, I don't want to be around tony, Cremme is the only safe place right now... But I can't get there... can't stay.