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Monday, January 23, 2006

each day is getting more freaki-er

Today freaked me out. Dad sat me down and talked to me about poly/jc/ci and more shits. That is like, so freaking freaky that I couldn't make any eye contact with him cos there's this aura of awkward-ness in the atmosphere and it's a natural reaction if you have something against a person and also you haven't been talking to this person for ages, so that's how I reacted towards Dad. I ended up talking monotonously and looking down all the time while he was trying really hard to make me look into his eyes. (serious talking) But I couldn't bring myself towards it.

So yeah. Dad freaked me out.

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