11.15.2001
 
I'm being a nuisance to everyone again.

And Matt's off to a family cruise tomorrow so I haven't had time to say sorry yet.

Once more I did something that I never swore I'd do again... and it disgusts me.

Christy, get a cell phone. It's annoying to always hear "Can you call her back? I'm on the phone right now." from your sis everytime I try to call.

I could beat myself up for all the self-promises I've broken.

I know all the emotions I've been feeling/feigning have been pure illusion.

I know I'm not making any sense at the moment.

I know I won't be able to finish my art piece by the deadline (monday) let alone the paper due tomorrow.

I don't know when I should call people I want to talk to. Out of the 20+ numbers in my phone book, I've only called three of them. Lauren, when can I inconvenience you like I do all my other friends?

And I think I've killed my vocal chords for about half a week.

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