kooka-burra's Diaryland Diary
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funny. isn't it.
Today I snapped at Aliya.
She accused me of something that was completely my falt. I just can't truly admit it.
I act so werid sometimes. I mimick people on the tv all the time.if I'm board with what I am doing with my hands (like taking too long to put up my hair) I start to wriggle around till I'm done and I can release the energy.
I'm irritible and dull.
I fined that I am trying to convince people that I'm fine too often.
a few nights ago my mom came home late. Her cell phone wasn't working and i new that but I called it several times. I kept thinking what if she doesn't come home? what if something happened to her? All the gun violence in my city get me edgy.
I ended up crying and calling my uncle at 12 at night. He kept repeting. "So she said she would be back by nine... and shes not back...and she doesn't have her cell phone.... hummmm". I found that strangly comforting.
When my mom did arrive home some couple of minutes later I ran outside in a tank top, bare feet and my gym shorts.
Once I was sure that she was safe I ran back inside to call my uncle to tell him that she had come home. My mother doesn't know that I called my uncle.
picture of the day
9:05 pm - Sunday, Sept. 25, 2005
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