Well I'm back from Alex's once again. Another weekend over there. It was alright. Like the title says, good start, bad ending. THe weekend started with me going over there and starting to play video games. Ate some pizza and swam in his pool later on Saturday night. Sunday before I went home is when things started to get a tad rocky. For some reason he just started to kinda insult me. He was like, your hair is kinda gay looking and said I act too white for him alot and just some other crap. He said just kidding afterwards, though I'm wondering if those are things he's been wanting to say and used the "just kidding" to say them. Anyways, I eventually come home and kinda upset. My house looks junky and no dinner preparing at the moment. I go to my room and my mom comes and trys to see what is wrong. Though she goes about it wrong and it ends with me telling her I hate this place and her telling me if I don't like it I can leave. After that, me and my big bro get into it. He didn't want to pick up some burgers for me because "I'm a dick" We argue back and forth and finally make up. I dunno how long that'll last but I got my burgers and enjoyed them.

That night I talk to Jeff on the phone. Man, we were clicking like old times. I ended up getting invited over there and stuff. I go there Monday morning. Started REALLY well. He served me breakfast then we watched tv, played a few video games then decided to get lunch. It's going well until he starts to feel sick. He then becomes sick. So he throws up and lays in his bed for HOURS! I'm there bored to heck hoping he'd get better. He doesn't. LAter, his sister comes and has me make him some Mac and Cheese plus buy him some 7UP. I do it and he barely eats and gets soda. Sleeps until 8:30 when he calls his girlfriend and talks with her. I was kinda hoping he'd talk with me and show some appreciation for everything. He did apologize before I left but still, I was upset that the day turned out sucky.

I come home and my mom again wants to lecture me. She has actually been right for a change though. It almost feels like she knows exactly what is wrong which leads me to believe one of two things. One, she is reading the diary. Two, her parental insticts have finally kicked in after not being functional for 20 years. Its really weird, I mean, when she has talked to me its like she seems sober. *though she's not*

Ok, as for the diary, I have decided for now I will keep it completly public until I have reason to believe someone will try to use information against me. Till that point and time, things will remain same.

On one last note, Ray called AGAIN! He seems to be calling alot lately. I'm glad. Though I"m not sure why now. In any case, he has helped me alot. Part of the reason I think he has done so well is because I have just been nearly totally open with him. Scary at times talking negatively about myself but I end up ok. Ok, I'm rambling today. *what an unsubstantial entry this turned out to be* Thanks all for your comments. ~END~