Sunday, July 21, 2002
What a fucking bastard! "There's someone I want to see. I'll keep you posted." What the fuck is that? No "how are you?" or "take care," nothing. And nothing in response to my email back either. Who's he seeing? Surely not his parents. The only other person he ever mentioned to me is this Stephanie he used to go out with. If he's chickening out on me now I'll kill him.
Went out with Molly and Polly last night after getting his email and had a few drinks. I know it's bad for the baby, but maybe I'm angry at the little fetus. Oh god. Now I feel like shit.
Mom is going to kill me when she hears about all this.
It's so hot in this fucking apartment. I can't think straight and I don't know what to write.
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