1st December, 2007
This Is My Canon
Nothing like a little of Pachebel’s Canon turned up to drown out the yelling people from upstairs.
Today was… I don’t know how exactly to describe today. I had to take myself to the BART station which is right in his two-block of stuff from his apartment, to his work, to her work, and all that good stuff. But I didn’t want to let him run my life. He may have helped ruin it, but he cannot be in control of it anymore.
I went to SF today to return some of my Sephora items that I had stuck into my online shopping bag in order to get the free shipping. I wasn’t planning on having all of this free time, so that’s why I had bought it online.
I didn’t eat almost the entire day. That of course, was not a very good idea because after a few hours of the SF shopping crowd, I became quickly tired. I was able to get a sweater for my dad, with the help of another customer who’s clothing style resembled my father’s. I couldn’t find a second gift for my sister though. I don’t really know what to get her since she’s so picky about things. It’s very difficult for me to find something that I know she’ll fully enjoy.
You will be pleased to hear that I did not buy anything for myself today. In fact, the only things I bought were for my dad and for MC, SB’s roommate.
I was still sad though. My high ended yesterday and it’s just going to be here for a while.
I am afraid of my parents, but like my general manager said, just write it down.
My sister thinks that I should also tell them about my hospital episode to let them understand how serious this is. I’m thinking about it.
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