Monday, Jul. 01, 2002 | 11:00 a.m.

my mom, she doesn't trust me lately. for no apparent reason. she keeps making these comments, implying that i'm not where i say i am, and so on. she's ridiculous and i hate her for this. because what she's choosing to ignore is that i'm a good kid, and i'm honest with my parents, and i tell them everything. she always said she didn't want to be my best friend, she wanted to be my mom. well if i told her anything else then she would be my best friend. apparently she doesn't realize this. her irrational fears are killing me. little by little. they're eating me away. i just wish she would stop worrying about nothing. because my friends, they're out getting drunk and whatnot, lying through their teeth to their parents. i tell my mom i'm going out to lunch with luke and she questions whether or not she should let me go.

this makes no sense and i want to punch a brick wall with my bare hand.

my head hurts and my health is a joke.