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. . . . . entries for 15.10.04 . . . . . Oooh I am annoyed. (I type this and think about maybe changing my iMood to annoyed, or irritated, or seething or perhaps bloodthirsty! . . . but then I realize that "busy" is the overtone and that someone actually reading my blog can get the finer details.) My mother just informed me that she's booked a hotel for Saturday night in Binghamton, which pretty much rules out the possibility of my staying at Charlie's house overnight. I asked if I could still stay there if his parents approved, and she said "I'll think about it." Raaaaagh. ::tears her hair out:: I feel betrayed. At least I'm going, is what I ought to be telling myself. At least I get to see him. Verbal Prozac is not working. The reason this is an issue is because it's college visit weekend in the Binghamton area. All the parents are filling up the hotels, so mom had to book one before they were all gone. Gah. If she hadn't done it, the entire trip might have been called on. This is a good thing. A good thing. Someone convince me this is a good thing, damn it. If I hadn't been told repeatedly how easy the PSAT is, I might be thinking that this newfound irritation would hurt my performance tomorrow morning. As it is I think I will sit and quietly seethe while improving badly written sentences and FOILing out binomials. (Not that I have any right to be rewriting sentences, as you can see.) Rrrrrr. I have a feeling that homecoming is going to be sort of miserable for me. Sorry for not coming to the high school tonight, guys - it is rainy and my mom is sick and if I get her more sick she could be in trouble since she's allergic to just about every antibiotic ever RAAAAAR ::twitch::
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