Journal Archive: August 15, 1990


Aug. 15

Poke,

Well, day after tomorrow, you’ll be home, Thank God! Today has been one huge bored! I talked to Erick a couple of times. The first time he was real mean, saying all kinds of stuff. I told him I had to go and he said “Go find some guy 2 sleep with.” I said “Why’d you say that.” and he goes “You’re gonna turn into a whore.” & I said “How you figure that?” and (this really pissed me off) he said “Well, you’ve been living with one for a month.” You can’t dream of how much hate enveloped me right then. I was so pissed I started crying. I got off the phone (before he hung up he screamed Bitch real loud). I called Leah and told her what he said and while I was talking to her, I punched the wall as hard as I could. I made a dent in the wood. It didn’t hurt either. Then, he called me back and said he was sorry and told me that the only reason he said all that stuff was to get back at me and try to hurt me like I hurt him. He said he couldn’t have lived w/himself letting me believe he never loved me. I’m so confused.  I sorta want him back, but at the same time, I don’t, you know? I hate this. I need you to be here so bad. Have you been having fun? I got my little pouch thing like yours today. I bought a new tape. It’s Kansas’ tape with Carry On (the one Mark’s band does) and Dust in the Wind on it. I went to Zeagler and got a bok with every Journey song from Infinity to Raised on Radio on it. I’ve been in my room trying to learn some of the songs. I’m really impatient when it comes to shit like that. I ordered the Air Supply book today. It’s gonna be 3 weeks before it comes in. We went to the grocery store and I made my mom buy me some Dr. Pepper and Purplesaurus Rex Kool-Aid. I swear I musta gained 10 pounds since I have been home. I’ve been dying to go to Mugsy’s so maybe we can go when you get back. Well, sorry this is so long. I love ya, you damma hora! J/J.

Love Always,
Chup

Tommy called me 2-day!

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