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    I Hear You Knocking Down My Door...

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    How painful it must be to bruise so easily inside :: Wednesday, March 24, 2004 ::

    Damn my mom.

    Seriously, I had an awesome rehearsal, and then I get stuck in traffic, and try to call my mom to tell her to leave me some gas money since she was going out that night and I needed gas. And she doesn't answer. I call for ten minutes straight, and no answer. And I was getting stressed because I have to complete that book report tonight and I was stuck in some pretty godawful traffic and I know how loud her phone is an no answer and I was getting angry. So she finally answers and is all "Oh, I just didn't hear the phone, it's not attached to my hip" and I say something to the effect of "Well, you know, it is pretty goddamn loud" and we start arguing and so I ultimately hang up the phone. Then, due to an idiot in front of me, I have to slam on brakes and my phone goes under the passenger seat and my mom chooses to call then. And so it looks like I'm not answering because she's calling. So I get home, call back and say I'm sorry, and even then she starts saying "It's just typical lately and I want to give you away and blah blah blah" so she has to incite an argument while I'm trying to seriously apoligize. So I essentially said, "Well, mom, I feel the same way about you because you have never annoyed me as much as you have in the past year." And she chastises me about hanging up on her (Even though I could care less about hanging up on her. It's my desicion and I didn't want to hear her voice anymore)

    I hate what's happening to my mom and I. I've just been under so much stress that it's really starting to wear me down and I'm a lot more irritable. But, while, yes, I am at somewhat of a fault, she has also become a lot more intrusive in my life and...I wish we were still friends. But we can hardly be in the same room without getting into an argument of some sort.

    *Sigh*...I love Jennifer.

    Current Mood: Fairly pissed
    Current Music: Natalie Merchant - Frozen Charlotte

    :: Nick Wednesday, March 24, 2004 [+] ::
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