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Too....much.... communication....with....parents...

I can't wait till I can get out of Troy. I'm really looking forward to seeing new places and people, et cetera. I just hope I can stand all that time in the car alone with my mom. I can tell she's going to try to talk to me about finances or abstinence or something.

Am I too self centered?

(Yes, I believe you are.)

I'm going to have to fix that, then. I guess it wouldn't be so much of a problem if I wasn't so isolated and disillusioned by this culture. Usually I'm selfless, but these days I find I'm focusing inward more and more. It doesn't seem like a good thing.

Then again, maybe this is what normal is.

I'm so paranoid. Seriously, I wouldn't be surprised if twenty years from now they discover that I have obsessive compulsive disorder.

I guess it's just cabin fever.

Challah back, yo!

Hahahahahahahahahahaha get it????? I thought it was funny..

See what happens when you leave me in this house for too long, thinking about nothing but myself, and my future, et cetera?

Gosh darnit, even my fantasies are getting dull. Plus, when I sleep I only have nightmares so the only place for my brain to go is here, and here there is only me and a computer screen. Did you ever get so upset you start gnawing on your own fingers? I did that.. What a weirdo.

If I hear the words "no" or "not now" one more time I am going to spit on someone.

Me: I'm going to get dreadlocks at the end of the summer.
Mom: No, people won't like you.
Dad: Why on earth would you want to do that?
Mr. Mazer: Why wait??

Doesn't it seem cruelly unjust that the parents to whom one is born won't let her do anything she wants, while any other rational adult would?

Ugh. Soooooo bored. I'm going to bed. Wish me luck.