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My fearless mediator
...written on January 31, 2005, @ 20:06

What would I do without my grandma?

Ok as much as I needed this weekend to sleep, what I got was hatred. As of now I don't talk to anyone in this house except for the dogs. It's sad, but it's happened before. What really set me off was Erika - it seems like she's always starting shit.

I'm cleaning my room, I had just finished cleaning my bathroom and I was halfway done with my room when my cell rings and I look at the number and it's a 316 number, Wes. I pick up and he's like "hey!" He's like, "Can you talk?" Of course if I was even in the middle of doing brain surgery I would've said, "Yes." We start chatting and he's like, "So did your sister tell you that I called? I kept calling and she'd say, 'I'm on the phone long distance.'" BULLSHIT! Man oh man I was about to just put Wes on hold pick up my house phone, click TALK and start banging it on my dresser. I was infurated, who does that? How juvenille is that? Long distance, all the numbers that ever call this house are from up the fucking street! I was glad to talk to Wes because he was telling me about how he sits at lunch with "supermodels" yet he's calling me. I feel so loved, exspecially because he's gone back to people he's known longer than me and it shows that he still thinks of me. **tear**

After I get off the phone my dad comes in my room and is like, "You need to start cleaning your room earlier." WHAT?! It was not even 5:30PM yet! I was like, "Well I'm sorry, but when SOME people don't tell me someone called...I was on the phone with Wes. Yes, he's already gone, he's been gone for awhile." I knew I was going to blow up soon and I felt bad. So I finished cleaning my room and I'm going out to throw away my trash when I walk out of my room Erika runs right into me and just laughs that DUMB ASS LAUGH and walks to her room. What the hell? Excuse me, but I do not hold up a mirror around corners to see who's coming. She knows that hallway is fucking small. I just really wanted to beat the shit out of her, but I would've made more trouble for myself. So I got through the kitchen and Jane says, "You should apologize to those that let you borrow their car." I walked by not saying anything and dad's like, "Did you hear her?" I did, but what was I suppose to say? Oh I know: Oh I'm sooo sorry would you like me to kiss your ass with pink or red lipstick? I probably would've said sorry, but when she added that car part in there I was like, "Fuck it." Why does he always tell her these things? Is he that much of a fucking punk that he can't tell his own daughter, "You hurt my feelings." We used to have a good relationship until he got married. As grandma says, he's pussy whipped.

Today was ok. We had to sing our contest music, all of it. I was like, "There is a reason why I'm not in choir, I CAN'T SING!" But again me and Jourdan held together the clarinets. We're pretty good, we're strong players. Mr. Smith got so mad at us today because not everyone was fingering and singing. He's so unpredictable, I hope that we make straight 1's this year and get a sweepstakes.

We took a test in anatomy today, I studied for it, but not as much as I really wanted to. I did good on the diagrams. As I was trying to help Karissa with her crossword puzzle when Mrs. Berg started looking at me and Karissa, it's a good thing I couldn't read her paper from my seat. I think I got like a C on it, I really should study more. She actully printed off a sheet of paper with our vocab words on it, but it was such a short list - 21 words this time.

History was really boring I think that if we would've watched a movie I would've falled asleep until the bell rang. Instead Mikala and Sheldon had me busy with gossip. I found out that Sheldon is "engagged". One of the good things is that he's not going to actually get married to this girl until he's halfway done with college. Most kids would get married as soon as highschool was over.

Since Mr. Flemming wasn't there we had a sub and watched K-PAX or something with Kevein Spacey. Before the movie started I was talking to Addison about my love Kendall. He was like, "You do know that Kendall doesn't like black people? Well you could change that..." I like Addison and it sucks that I'm getting to know him and it's his last year here. That sucks so much ass...Today was Tiffany's birthday, she's 17. Damn I missed everyone's birthday. I feel like a bad friend.

I ate lunch with Jamee, Ashley and Ashley. Yeah, Ashley was back from having her wisdome teeth pulled. We took forever to eat and when I got to my locker the bell rang so I just went to english class. We finished up our packet and then we went over vocabulary. Found out that we're going to have three part project over Huck Finn and she's picking the groups. Oh well I don't really care, there are a few people I would like to be with but I like everyone in that class. And tomorrow we're having a quiz over the whole book.

Math, we all could've done without it today. Tyler starts talking smack as soon as I get in there and I'm already agittated. Then Garrett said something about Jessica and Jarrell so she moved away. I felt bad for her, but it's not like I could've done anything for her because Tyler was getting on my nerves. I just decided to shut up and not say anything and Kacia was like, "Why are you mad at Garrett Theresa?" Wha? I wasn't mad at him it was Tyler! I hope things are better for Jessica tomorrow.

On the bus on the way home I see mom's car go by and up to the school. I was like, "Hmmm, maybe not." I get home and let the dogs out and right when I make it to my room mom pulls up. She picked Erika up from school, what kind of shit is that? I was pissed, but I was like, "Fuck it." There is NOTHING I can say to those people for them to see that they're a bad parents.

As I'm on my last thing of homework - Anatomy - my grandma calls. I thought that dad had already called his mommy, but no she called to let me know about my flatiron. I ended up telling her all that was going on, I always do because she's the only on who stands up for me. She's like, "Well everytime I call he's always bragging about you. Jane too." Um yeah nice way of them to show it, eh? I don't know me and my grandma just went on for about an hour - two hours talking about this. I tell her how what Erika did when MY friends would call. I'm so glad that I have my grandma, even though I hate putting her in the middle of this, but she understands how it feels. Things like this happened to her when she was a little girl, but much worse. We talked about what I was going to do with my life and she's like, "You can't be a cop because I'll be up all night rocking in my rocking chair." Hhaha, I wouldn't mind living with my grandma I did when I was like 2.

I finished up my homework and if felt like after I talked to her that a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. I listened to the Backstreet Boys! Yeah, old school baby! Sad thing is I remember all the words. I would actually jam to that in my car - if I ever get one.

Right now I'm talking to Christina. We're just talking about guys, the usual. I think she needs to try to get with that Adam-look-a-like guy. I told her that she could e-mail Wes, she might and she might not. She has a choice Wes was like, "Yeah you NEED to e-mail me." I'll do that in a little bit.

Ricky I'm sorry about your grandma, I'm really close to mine too. I hope that she gets better. I hope that you get to see her soon too. Take care. PS. I am NOT a white band gangster, I'm a mixed band gangster.

Aren't we supposed to learn from History?
Thersa

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