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I don't want to go to Daytona. I don't want to go to Daytona. I don't want to go to Daytona. I don't want to go to Daytona. I don't want to go to Daytona. I don't fucking want to go to Daytona.
I just found out today that we're leaving Friday morning. It's Wednesday night. I knew we were going after we got back from New York, but I didn't realize it was so soon.
I want to stay here with Kara and Bridget and Melanie, who's coming home the day after I leave, and Blake and Terry and Haley and Timmy and Martha and Corinne and everyone else I've been hanging out with the past couple of days.
WAHHHHH! I don't wanna gooooooo. I feel like stomping around and throwing stuff like a little 3 year old. I've been having a really good time since I got home, and I'm feeling really good about everything I wasn't before. I don't want to go and ruin it by spending another couple of days with my family. It makes me so frustrated and I want to cry. All my family talks about is how I'm always in a bad mood and how I'm just a "moody teenager" and shit. They need to get their heads out of their asses and actually realize what's going on. I don't want to be there. If they made it more enjoyable for me then I'd be in a better mood. And plus, when I am in a good mood, they're just like "Why are you so bi-polar? One minute you want to kill us and the next you're laughing and having a good time". Why can't they just be happy with it? Honest to god, the more I think about this, the more I get upset. I really don't want to fucking go.
Yesterday was so much fun. I left my house around 3 to meet up with Timmy and Taylor down in Coligny, but they had to leave at 5 to go home. So I called Kara and she came down, and while we were walking around, I saw my buddies Martha and Corinne. After Timmy and Taylor left, Kara and I ended up sticking with Martha and Corinne for the rest of the day. We left the pool and decided to go to fireworks, so I drove home with Martha and Kara went home with Corinne.
I showered and got dressed and stuff, and Martha picked me back up an hour-or-so later. Before going to fireworks, Martha and I swung by La Hacienda to pick up some beverages. I guess I got pretty ditsy because I don't really remember much after that. I remember screaming and spilling something when we saw Kara & Corinne, I remember sitting in the playground of McDonald's, and I remember being in Martha's car. I guess we dropped Kara off at her aunt's because by the time we got to Martha's, she was gone. I ended up spending the night at Martha's where we spent the next couple of hours playing Bop-it and darts, watching movies, making pancakes, squishing cockroaches, spraying her cat with water, and other fun things. When I fell asleep, they were watching random ladies give birth on the Discovery Health channel.
I woke up around 10 and went home to watch my sisters so my mom could go to a meeting. When she got home, she took my sisters and I out, and they went to the arcade and my mom and I went to the mall. While we were there, Blake called and asked if I wanted to chill. I absolutely did, so he picked me up at my house a while later. Then we picked up Kara from her aunt's and went to Mellow Mushroom for dinner. After that we just went around doing random stuff, and I was home around 9:30.
My point is, the past 3 days I've been home have been the greatest. I just want to keep enjoying it before school starts up in less then 2 weeks. I hate my family for making me go to Daytona. It's not going to be fun at all.
I need to see Kara tomorrow. I've seen her almost every day since I've been back, but I feel like I haven't really. Its almost like I miss her, especially since I was gone for 2 weeks and we haven't really been alone since I left.
I guess I'll get off the computer now. It's late and I want to wake up early tomorrow and start planning my day.
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