god damn it. my mom really just loves to piss me off. i fuckin hate it. she just loves to put me down, doesn't she? is it what she lives for? apparently. cuz she's good at it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i have no idea what to do about it. i kno that if i do something, i'll regret doing something. but if i don't, then i'll wish i woulda done it. blahh. i have no idea. he called while i was in the shower... i was kinda happy about that. he had said to call him anytime i needed to talk or whatever. but i just thought it was nice that he called. i don't kno why. i shouldn't. i almost wish he hadn't. just so that way i wouldn't go back into this.... i was getting over it. damn it. this is why one nite stands are better. well, when they're with people you'll never see again. but i have to see him. i wish i wouldn't. but i do. and i hate it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ talkin to justin. we aren't really talkin though. i wish we would. him n his dad might try to come on the cruise for christmas. i mean i really really doubt they will, but it's just a nice hope.