I finally called mom and like I had imagined I started crying. Apparently this worries her a great deal. I guess it gave her the worst view of my life right now. She's disappointed that I'm still a weakling I was before. What did she expect? I don't want to call her anymore. - which doesn't matter, because now she knows my phone number.
I wasn't asking for help. I just let it go. Now I'm a little pissed, not sad. So way to go, mom.
I was tired of trying to contain what I really felt so just for a half an hour I purposely failed. What am I saying? I'm not even making sense anymore.
I'm so tired. I should probably wash my face and all that but I don't want to do anything right now. The plan was to watch the movie with the people I know but I just told Ryiko to go by herself. This is just not the day I want to have fun.
London wasn't so much fun and I hated being dragged among a bunch of people.
I feel like talking more but I'm a little too stressed, distraught and angry to keep writing. I'd better wrap it up now and get ready for bed.
