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Wednesday, May 18, 2005

okay its 11pm and i just woke up from an unintended nap.
fell asleep after getting banged by my mother for coming home with my class t-shirt. the bad thing being i printed "i like boys" on the back. which i thought was pretty funny. but apparently to the over 50 generation ( my mother), they consider it as bad as TREASON and i should be put in jail. she started shouting at me saying i dont look at the consequences of my actions and so on. she then claimed back the $20 bucks for the shirt and now im totally broke. whats wrong with being gay in the first place. although i am not. trust me. i dont see whats so wrong with it. ah forget it. my relattionship with my mother is one that is both complicated and simple. we hate each other, but love each other. and that very confusing situation will ultimately lead to me sending her money in an envolope 10 years from now saying thank you.

and i owe sarah hana a phone call.

James Barr at 8:20 AM

your lipstick, his collar

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