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November 20, 2004
Dammit! Failed the physics test. Failed. As in I'm now a flunky. Know what rhymes with flunky? Junkie. Which is where I'm headed. (Spunky also rhymes with flunky. I like that word. Spunky.) Anyway, I studied my butt off and still blew it. I'm like the Titanic of academics but…less metallic.
Officially wore out the Coldplay CD today. Must find an equally depressing album to move on to. Adam thinks my nosedive is from dealing with Judith. I know he's only trying to help, but…I just don't want help on this one.
November 21, 2004
Grand Wizard Price basically told me to go ahead and give up on life. Meaning no college. Meaning, I lose Adam and become that person who, years later, he runs into at the mall and avoids eye contact because I'm working at the mall where I've been working my whole life because I never got out of Arcadia, already had three kids and two divorces, and I'm fat and old, wearing Mom-jeans and a sweater that corresponds with the closest holiday.
Everyone around me seems unbearably happy. Luke won't shut up about his birthday (as usual) Adam is psyched about Stanford. Grace is…well, Grace. But I have no future and I have to do a deposition for Kevin's case…all the while You Know Who keeps telling me to focus on the present. Great. In other words, focus on what sucks.
November 22, 2004
Oh my God! Mom totally ripped Price a new one at school today! Who knew she could be such a badass when she wanted to? It was awesome! Oh, and Friedman tried out for gymnastics. A very different, more disturbing kind of awesome.
November 23, 2004
For the first time the other night, I felt something good. I gave my deposition for Kevin's case and it hit me - "present" can mean, like, "right now", and it can mean, like, "gift." Like a gift for Luke's birthday. So, I got him this kite that he always wanted but never got and the look in his eyes when I gave it to him…for a second he wasn't just this constant nuisance in my life. He was my brother.
November 24, 2004
Here's something crazy: Grace, rebel of all rebels, hater of all things traditional is going to have a Bat Mitzvah. I mean, I don't really even know what a Bat Mitzvah is, but I bet they probably serve some weird soup. All I know is if her parents want it so bad, that's enough for Grace to hate it--she's been fighting them on this for years. Why do I have the feeling this will totally end up on one of those Embarrassing Moments shows on cable?
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