bubbly and lovely: i'm too poor for therapy.
been there and back again. too many thoughts and opinions and hormones get me in trouble.
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10.27.2002
moving back
in the three weeks since i last drove my car, the air has leaked out of my right front tire. i didn't know this as i pulled out of the garage at our empty for-sale house in new jersey. a block away i realize my car is making a funny noise and i pull over in this quiet neighborhood, down the street from where my friend lived, and where i used to go after school all the time. there is a guy and his son playing catch outside. it is a nice brisk fall afternoon. as i start to pull the spare and jack out of my trunk, he comes over and helps. sure, i'm a girl who drives a little toy car of a ford focus. but i'm capable. still, i totally appreciated his help. and i thought he set a great example for his son. really. so i totally appreciated it.
i found out today that if my parents don't sell the house by december, when the contract with the realtor is up, they are going to move back. sweet. it made me all warm and fuzzy and sentimental inside. hopefully i'll be in new zealand when they move.
my parents are also opening a new business. a karaoke bar. it should be open dec 18. sweet. just in time to host a going away party for me! when i was at home today, i crawled onto the couch with my mom and laid next to her as i told her all about my crush. she was much more excited this time -- being as he went to a very reputable college and etc etc -- than the time i told her about my crush on my tkd instructor -- who was 21 and it turned out, didn't even graduate junior high. i found out my mom's dream today: that i marry by the time i'm 30. i swear sometimes she makes me want to pull my hair out. strand by strand. until i'm bald.
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