1. do not become my mother

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catherine — Sun, 28 Jun 2009 23:52:26 +0000

i CANNOT and i WILL NOT be scared of the exception. fuck off. i can take it.

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catherine — Tue, 10 Mar 2009 02:05:14 +0000

2 weeks ago, you told me that youre worried because you dont think i have friends (which i do, enough); today you tell me that im too social and chastise me for going out once last week. fuck you.

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catherine — Sun, 22 Feb 2009 21:08:04 +0000

i dont want you to follow me on twitter.

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catherine — Sat, 21 Feb 2009 21:26:34 +0000

dont tell me i dont have friends just to try and make me run home. oh, and dont tell me to go out and meet a “boy.” youre the one who wouldnt let me date in high school, so why should i tell you about my “boys?” just because i dont tell you about my life doesnt mean i dont have one. last week (and pretty much all the time) you criticize me for being too social. now you say you feel badly for me because i dont have any friends? get it straight, lady.

5.

catherine — Tue, 17 Feb 2009 03:11:37 +0000

dont send me links to graduate programs i refuse to go to. ive told you. im not going to school there. give it up.

4.

catherine — Sat, 24 Jan 2009 22:06:27 +0000

you wont call me because you “hate to impose,” but you get mad at me when i dont promptly reply to your texts? um, excuse me? nuh-uh.

3.

catherine — Tue, 30 Dec 2008 01:11:07 +0000

dont look through things in my chidren(s)’s room(s) (if i have children).

im stuck at parents house post christmas with the aftermath of stomach flu. my mother just came into my room and sat down on the floor and started looking through my stuff. really? why? really…

and. i was watching weeds. andy was explaining jerking off to shane. not something my mother would like to or need to hear. dont interupt weeds! in the words of stephanie tanner, “how rude.”

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catherine — Sun, 28 Dec 2008 22:53:15 +0000

dont sweat the small stuff.

yes, i got the book when i left for college… blah blah. its true. i dont get the right salad dressing, so what? im stuck in traffic because of a wreck, not my fault! its raining and i have a meeting, oh well.

not perfect? not important.

this has been hard for me to understand and learn. my ex.boyfriend would like to see that im learning to NOT get upset about dumb things. i remember one time my boyfriend and our mutual best friend were cooking dinner and i was so annoyed because bestfriend wasnt cutting the vegetables as small as i thought they should be. but why? simply because my mother was very precise about things like this and i learned to cook from her. but really… it didnt matter to what size the vegetables were cut. gah! i sicken myself.