11.11.2001
 
I don't see why my parents insist on wasting money on me. Honestly, spending about $100+ for confirmation lessons for a religion I've already explicitly stated that I wasn't serious about (interested in the mythos and dogma yes, believing in it with blind faith no). And now I had to sit through a boring meeting concerning the Passion Play for Easter that all second year students have to attend... not fun.

Yes, it's bizarre how I can't say anything to my sister these days...

And I need to do my self-portraits for photo class. I'll be eternally pissed of that roll of film isn't processed.

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