Saturday, August 27, 1988

I passed the state board exam today with a 95%. It was a breeze!

Nervioso is on the telephone right now. He’s listening to what I’m writing. I might give him these journals before I leave MA, as there are too many bad times here and I wish to start anew in CT and put the past behind me.

My Aunt Ruth and Cousin Philip are great. They treat me well. Phil’s gonna see if I can meet Gloria at her concert in Bristol, CT on Sept. 3rd through a friend of his who promotes the concerts there.

The only thing Aunt Ruth said that was kind of mean, or negative, I should say, was, “You can hardly take care of yourself, so how could you take care of a kid?” when we were discussing the subject. I don’t think needing rides constitutes not being able to take care of myself. If I couldn’t take care of myself, I wouldn’t have been on my own this long.

I wasn’t going to tell Emily about my moving cuz I feel she has abandoned our friendship. But maybe I will. If I don’t, she’ll always wonder what became of me. Maybe I’ll try calling her later, and also, I’ll call Nellie but won’t tell her yet.

I wonder how long it’s gonna take before I move. The sooner the better. I just don’t know if I’ll always like being close to Tammy, but I’ve learned to ignore her bullshit anyhow.

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