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   Friday, March 08, 2002
Hey, were in Accounting. School is almost out for the day. Our substitue is pretty cool. I'm going to go out and eat with the girls at China Palace. I need to run home and get Antonio and take Jesse home.
I'll probabaly go to see you wrestle this weekend-Burlington, right?
Well I love you. I'm going to go look around.


   Wednesday, March 06, 2002
Your really starting to piss me off. I can't do anything to make you happy. If things don't get better, I think I'm going to have to do the unthinkable. As many times as I told you I don't want to everything seems like I need to.
You want me to trust you and yet I still can't. You ask where I've been. An then you can't even tell me where the fuck you've been. It pisses me off to think that I get to do everything and you don't do shit.
You act like I never do anything. Well, I do. So stop and think before you say something next time.
Like I said, "Once you open up a subject, I gaurantee I can go off on it" You should know what I'me talkinga about. Well I'm getting out of school in a little while. It's at 10:45. Ha Ha you have to stay longer. You can call me if you want, try my cell if you can't get hold of me-I might be out doing something (that you don't aprove of!)