At college, day sorta drags and I'm tired. We get out and go home. Lorenzo is there curling with my mom. *not a pretty picture, trust me* Me and Michelle start to bicker about stupid stuff. Then, her dad calls and wants me to call this guy adrian who only speaks Spanish. Initially, I'm unsure of all my Spanish so I ask my mom. Michelle starts getting frustrated. *just a lil* Then, I we try to call this guy using this phone card and Michelle can't understand it because she don't know Madarin, only Cantonese. So then her dad calls and just about demands that we call this guy. *he wants to get his kitchen and bathroom floor retiled* So I just call directly from the house and there is no answer. So then Michelle tells me that is the wrong number. THe phone dies and we need to use this other one with a short cord. I can't see the number and ask Michelle to write it down. She says no and that she will just tell me aloud. I told her I didn't want to do it that way. *i had my reasons, she is impatient with repeating and is already upset because her dad ruined her dinner* So there is that fight. Her dad calls and she tells him that I don't want to do it. She doesn't include that she wouldn't write it down or that she was saying stuff with a demanding tone. So he gets mad and now she's mad. We argue some more then sleep.

We wake up and she is mad STILL. So then I get mad. I tell her she could go back where she came from and she tells me she is tired of going through all this crap. So it sounds like the feeling is mutal. I tell her to pack her bags and be happy I don't throw her stuff out. So she's packing and pissed because I "cause her and her dad not to get along because I wouldn't help" . So she is finally done and she wants a final hug. I'm like fine, whatever. SO i hug her and she gives me a warm hug. I start to get teary eyed and so does she. Then she wants a second hug. I tell I don't want one. She pleads and she gives me another. She then starts to rub on me. So naturally, my body responds. I'm confused emotionally but I go with it and about a hour later we're telling each other we love each other.

It is time for our classes but we decide to stay home. We basically sleep and let the subject go. We get a much need rest and wake up for today.

I wake up this morning to hear my mom lecturing Lorenzo. He is sleeping and making an excuse not to go to work. He says his body hurts and he feels ill and all that. So my mom doesn't buy that; my mom only sympathizes with herself. I'm glad that "that" screwed up way of thinking finally came to be useful. Anyways, we eat and go to school. Go through that whole nonsense and make it back here. We work together and make some dinner. Watch some tv and then I write this entry.

Here I am thinking about class tomorrow. Got some child sized person to make for my dumb group project in Sociology. Got a test in Biology Monday. Statistics isn't going so well, I got a 13 out of 20 on the last test. *that hurts the chances for an A* Gotta find out what I missed in Theatre Arts.

As for my relationship with God, I think it's improved slightly. I got that "Case for Faith" which I'm liking. This other one from "christine" I haven't got to yet. I have more questions though. That's annoying. I want less questions about christianity, not more. I know kaliko says always question, but why? That just holds me back from just taking God's word as is, doesn't it? It's so draining to keep having to throughly investigate the bible. I know God exists, the hard part is doing something more than sitting on my butt and thinking about that.