ATTENTION WILMINGTON
Thursday, Nov. 03, 2005: 9:00 a.m.
So I feel good, I feel shitty. I feel good, I feel shitty. For me it has been a goddamned roller coaster of emotions. First I have to move out of my big, beautiful luxurious house that I have lived in since the day before my fourth birthday into this shitty little box of an apartment to start off my summer after graduation. Fine, I can deal. I�m still in Wilmington, I can still hang out with my friends. Okay, whatever. Next, I go off to college, four hours away from home. I never get to leave here because my mother won�t let me have my license or a fucking car, so I am trapped here. Fine, I meet a few people, make a few ties, but I can still go home and see me real friends when I have breaks from school. I can go home and have a bed for me to sleep in, go to the beach, go to the Juggling Gypsy. Now my mom has finally finalized her plans to move out of Wilmington. Fine, I knew this was going to happen eventually, but she signed her lease until December, I can still sneak into town and see the Drag Show and surprise everyone and have crazy fun. No. My mother is moving Friday of next week. I'm fucked. I�m just fucked. I�m just royally fucked. I can get to Wilmington, I could stay with JD, but how would I get back up here? If I planned to get back up here with the person who brought me down, that wouldn�t even give me a day in Wilmington. We would be coming up on the 19th, seeing the show and leaving the 20th in the morning. My plan was to come down and stay over a week for my Thanksgiving break and not come back up here until the 27th. But no. No, Stephanie. Fate and your parents have decided to fuck you over again.
diaryland.com
Thursday, Nov. 03, 2005: 9:00 a.m.
So I feel good, I feel shitty. I feel good, I feel shitty. For me it has been a goddamned roller coaster of emotions. First I have to move out of my big, beautiful luxurious house that I have lived in since the day before my fourth birthday into this shitty little box of an apartment to start off my summer after graduation. Fine, I can deal. I�m still in Wilmington, I can still hang out with my friends. Okay, whatever. Next, I go off to college, four hours away from home. I never get to leave here because my mother won�t let me have my license or a fucking car, so I am trapped here. Fine, I meet a few people, make a few ties, but I can still go home and see me real friends when I have breaks from school. I can go home and have a bed for me to sleep in, go to the beach, go to the Juggling Gypsy. Now my mom has finally finalized her plans to move out of Wilmington. Fine, I knew this was going to happen eventually, but she signed her lease until December, I can still sneak into town and see the Drag Show and surprise everyone and have crazy fun. No. My mother is moving Friday of next week. I'm fucked. I�m just fucked. I�m just royally fucked. I can get to Wilmington, I could stay with JD, but how would I get back up here? If I planned to get back up here with the person who brought me down, that wouldn�t even give me a day in Wilmington. We would be coming up on the 19th, seeing the show and leaving the 20th in the morning. My plan was to come down and stay over a week for my Thanksgiving break and not come back up here until the 27th. But no. No, Stephanie. Fate and your parents have decided to fuck you over again.
diaryland.com
