February 18, 2004

• i'm kinda sore from yesterday.  but that'll go away soon.

  
  

  Phil came over last ngiht. his mom called my cell phone and bitched him out and made him feel like shit for nothing.  i kind of felt bad for him, and i was insulted that she thinks that every time phil is around me he is doing something bad.  asking him why he hasnt called his friend back "what's keeping you from calling him? What are you doing over there?" all suspicious like.  i think if anyone has a problem it's not phil, it's his mom. i mean, shes reallynice to me sometimes and she gives us rides alot so of course i appreciate that, but she reads my journal to see if me or phil is doing anything bad so she can call up my mom and tell her about it.  she goes through all of phil's emails and im history and explorer history, she goes through his room...i think it's ridiculous. i'm glad my mom doesn't do that, i dont have anything to hide in my room right now anyways, but even if she did that and denied doing it i'd fuck with her.  i'd put really bad stuff in my emails, like "yeah, so how about that party last friday?  haha You were so drunk, i couldn't even stand up straight..lol"  She'd end up reading it,  and if she came to me about it i would laugh in her face and tell her that she sucks at keeping her lies straight. i kind of hope she's reading this now.

  
  

  AnYwAyS.

  
  

  I'm going to try to get as much done with my spanish homework tonight that i can, i have three sentences to write about each of 25 pictures.  it might not seem like alot but that's 75 sentences.  it smells like toast, mom must be making some.....but yeah, i should get that done wiff.  cuz im gonna be busy most of tommorrow and then i only have the weekend to get shit done. *panics*

  
  

  I've got practice today at 12, i like having it at 12 so much better, the sun might be out. YESTERDAY we were practicing and the wind was blowing so hard a foldable metal chair flew into the lane next to me.  and everyones kick boards and paddles were flying across the deck.  sorry, homie don't play dat shit.

  
  

  well,.. im going to read Huck Finn till it's time for practice.

  
  

  peace nigs.

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