2003-03-22 - 1:01 a.m.

I called my mom when we got settled into our hotel. Then we called Amanda and met up with her a little later. We attended a world history class with her that was opened with a prayer and was basically not *our* history. Fucked up. We went to dinner with her and her friend Kat and then just chilled until about 9 or so. We got back to the hotel and I called my mom again. She had to work all weekend. The sleeping was most definitely good.

Thinking - “If I don’t ask, at least I’m not disobeying.”

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