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August 18, 2005

my parents.. specifically my dad just pissed the shit hell out of me.. thanks for being sooooooo understanding dad.. blah.. n i tot their strict streak was over.. i was so wrong.. i dun see the prob in wanting to spend more time with *someone.. he already clearly said it's my life.. said he lets me make the mistakes n learn from there.. so what's the deal now.. my happy day has been ruined!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! i so want to say i h*** him but i cant.. he is afterall my dad.. urgh... the pains of being his daughter..

thank you God for the parents i have.. rite.. im sure...

jen
~19:58~

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