Yesterday around 11:00 PM = Time I was supposed to be landing in California.

Two days before that = Day my parents changed their mind about me going.

Because, you know, it's not like they told me I could go about two months ago, and it's not like he spent over $300 on my ticket, non refundable. No, not at all.

And besides, even without all that, just California itself, who'd be crazy enough to want to go there, especially this time of the year. It's not like it's a really awsome place with nice weather where I won't get even a chance to go for, oh, next year or so.

No, I truly can't imagine anything better than my parents telling me two days before my plain leaves that if I go I might as well not come back.

Just wonderful.

Room mate - 10/27/2005
Worst ever - 07/21/2005
Goth - 05/29/2005
Bad Baby - 05/25/2005
- - 02/08/2005

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