eatdixx's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- i don't mean to do it I have my cousin Lucy staying with me for the month. She's 17. We get dressed up and go out with the fear of her getting checked for i.d., and dance like crazy inside when we're successful. Haven't been knocked back, yet. During the day while i'm at work Lucy stays at home, sits on the balcony and listens to So Fresh cds, smoking cigarettes. When i come home, we make dinner together and sit watching telly, smoking the occasional joint. Because i didn't know her very well before i went to Queensland to stay with her family, we've had to make a friendship from scratch. We're getting there. Now i come home, she asks me how my day was and if it's been a bad day, i sit down and cry, she hugs me. Then she makes me laugh. By the middle of the evening, i realise i'm having a good time. I go to bed happy, and look forward to coming home again the next day. I like having her around. She's a really sweet girl. I try not to be too cranky and snappy with her, because sometimes it's trying on my tolerance, the way she tip toes around me. i'm trying to build her confidence, not crush her spirit. I am a really good spirit crusher. 1:15 p.m. - 2005-05-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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