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I sat in the MTA bleachers and read as my madre walked the track. Sitting at the abandoned human dwelling was actually a lot more cooler than it sounds. But maybe only I can enjoy that kind of nostalgia? I don't know. There wasn't anyone there to ask, obviously.

After shopping and stuff, mum forgot celery so I went to Hannafords on Hogart and got some.

Found out my dad's thinking of buying my aunt's Camry off her for me. Which would mean my mother gets a new car, my dad will take the stationwagon, Jenny takes the dumpy blue Camry, and I get Audrey's car. But it's only in the early stages of talking, so I'm not expecting anything. I don't really need it yet anyway. But if we do get it it's a young car, so I'll be able to use it in college.

Listening to the Hercules, Mulan, and Winnie the Pooh soundtracks. I love Disney.

Look at me
I will never pass for a perfect bride
Or a perfect daughter.
Can it be
I'm not meant to play this part?
Now I see
That if I were truly to be myself,
I would break my family's heart.

Who is that girl I see
Staring straight
Back at me?
Why is my reflection someone
I don't know?
Somehow I cannot hide
Who I am
Though I've tried.
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?
When will my reflection show
Who I am inside?