Gail (gailmarie) wrote,
Gail
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Hmph.

Went to dinner with the parents. I wouldn't have gone, except that Emily came over and I felt obliged. Blah. I had to pick. I usually won't mind, but I didn't want to go. I don't even know why I had such a problem with it, but the whole way there I was thinking in my head "I don't want to go. I want to go home. Let me out on the side of the road, I'll walk. Drop me at Ci's and I'll have dinner with her. Don't make me go." It was like and unnatural fear. Crazy.

And I am definitely my father's daughter. My mom pissed the hell out of me through the ENTIRE meal. I didn't have a problem when Daddy was talking though. Even if his attempts at humor are just that...attempts. *sigh* Oh well.

I just did my French homework. Eh, scratch that. I half-assed my French homework. I did worse on calculus, but that was his fault because he gave us a packet and didn't photo copy the second page so problems 2-7 out of 8 weren't there. *laughs* That honestly has made my night.

Now I have to copy all my hard work from history onto note cards, and hopefully get started on that English essay. Then I'm done. Whee.

And yes, I've made FAR too many entries today. And they've all been boring. How very sad for those of you actually reading. *small smile* And my headache's back. 12 hour relief, my ass...
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