i guess i'm going to close this diary down. don't want it anymore. it used to be a place where i thought i could express myself no matter what. i was wrong. nothing new with me. my moms is sick. i know she'll be okay. hopefully. ashley keeps putting these retarded little quotes *if that's what you want to call them* in her diary. i guess they're directed towards me. her main concern is school *and rightfully should be* and mines is PNK. neither one of us is really giving a damn about this relationship right now. so no one is to really blame. i laid away some clothes for her since she always says she doesn't have any. i thought about getting her some sneakers too but i really don't know what she wants. she said she didn't want the play station so i took that and used the money i had for it to pay on my light bill. i'm going to take her to see diary of a mad black woman and then probably to the olive garden if i don't see the movie this weekend.

*sigh* needless to say i'm looking forward to the weekend like i'm looking forward to being shot in my back.