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Dear Diary Bob,

First off on a happy note Happy Birthday Geoffrey. You're 20 today!
'A Taste of You'

Okay I spent about 20mins crying in frustration last night. There is a reason I don't try to plan crap for the people I live with. I had two dinners all planned out this week one today and one tomorrow, well now there's only one and that's tomorrow. It will be the kabobs since lins won't be here and she doesn't want to have to eat left over lasaunge and she'd rather have that than my kabobs and baked apples. Mom and Dad won't be home tonight and no one else will be either, so it was fuck all allie's plans over yesterday. Infact the only reason I know they aren't going to be here is because I went up and take to them when they were in bed. So that weren't even going to tell me not to cook dinner today. God Damn them all! I'm so fucking sick of this stuff. I get in trouble for not cooking for them and then when I have it all planned they screw me over. Gggrr them all!

Ah, and today do I have money to ride the bus to me interview? No! So I'm taking the volvo and they can just deal with it since its the only other mode of transporation I have. Anyways I'm gonna go blast some music and find something productive to do with all this energy floating threw me.

'Wishes Gone'
Allie