3-15-92

Today is going to be a very bad day. I can tell already. It’s 1:05, I’ve only been up for 1 1/2 hours and it sucks! B.J. has to go to work, so I’m gonna be sitting at home all damn day, and to top if ioff, we sorta had a spat. Over the newspaper, of all things. get a life, y’all. Fight over something that matters. I feel like I have homework to do or something, but I can’t quite put my finger on it. I’ll probably remember about 12:00 tonight. It’s so much fun being in the house with somebody who’s ignoring me. Oh, well. I guess I’ll get over it. So much seems to be going on, but nothing really is. The only half-way promising thing is that my long-awaited 18th birthday is in 11 days. I’m so excited. Tisha’s is in 2 days. I envy her! But, it’s funny that people like Velinda won’t be 18 until November. So, maybe I should thank my lucky stars.