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Saturday, September 8, 2007

Wow, life sucks.
Today started out pretty good. I got up, and helped my brother pack. Then my mom and I took him out to his "drop off" point to go caving with our church. After, Mom and I went shopping and didn't get home till three. So my legs hurt like fury.

I've been online all afternoon and actually haven't had to do much. I finally felt good, and I realise it may be because I'm not dating Steven.

Speaking of him, he calls and we fight some more and then he tells me all this shit about how he should cut his throat and bleed on me. He starts ranting along that line and I hang up.

What in all the gods names did I ever think would make me capable of talking sense into him? Why did I imagine we could get along? This is driving me insane.

My mom told me about this email she got. Goes along these lines:

"There are three kinds of people. Those in your life for a reason: they have something to teach you, and when they have, they're on their way. Those in your life for a season: they might teach you something, but usually they're just there. And those in your life for a lifetime: self explanitory."

I'm beginning to think he's the first one.

*sighs*
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