Blondie 10/4/2001
My friend, we'll call her Blondie, is visiting me. I've known her since first grade. Ugh. All I can say is that she's never coming up again. She's the one going into the Air Force. Anyway, she's trying way too hard to impress everyone. Or maybe she's just cocky. I know you get $$$ from the government if you're in the Air Force or whatever. She makes it sound like she's so much better. She says that if she's stationed in Connecticut or Massachusetts then she automatically gets to go to Yale or Harvard. She says she can retire by the time she's 38 (how she's figuring this I don't know). Erin mentioned that she wants to go to law school, so Blondie says, "Yeah, I'm going to law school. I can go to any law school I want because I was in the Air Force." Its just that every time someone says something, Blondie has to be better. It's annoying.
She's running up my phone bill by calling her mom and her sargeant. For the past two days she thought she was going to leave for the Air Force next Thursday instead of in December, like orinally planned. The plans fell through and now she's in a bad mood. She better not ruin my night. We're going clubbing. This sounds bad, but she's leaving tomorrow and I'm so happy. She's an absolute slob, and this room simply isn't big enough.
Don't get me wrong, she's my friend but we've definitely grown apart. I'm much more down to earth than she is. She does everything by the seat of her pants. I dunno...Erin, Helen, and Dionne are cool, so that's good.
My sister called me right after my mother did. She made me feel better. She made me realize that the grass is greener on the other side of the fence. She's been in a serious relationship for a year and wishes for more freedom. I'm single and wish so hard to be loved (by a non family member).
My mother still hasn't called me since our fight. I called her to let her know that she needed to send me up my prescription, but no-one answered so I left a message. I know she's home; she just saw my number on the caller ID and refused to pick up. She does that to her mother all the time.
I gtg...I'll talk later. I'm thinking of transferring.
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