10.17.2010

08 anger

I was in Vert and we were in a room that was both 107 and 103. Our class was doing experiments on chiclids, a type of fish. I had Oscar, my fish from last year. I think it was my cell bio group that I was doing the experiment with. I was in charge of moving the fish from place to place, but I kept having to move him without enough water and he would look up at me with these eyes. After class we had to put the fish into Tupperware containers, and they just hung there, but Connaughtan said it was okay, because we could reanimate them. Then she asked me to chat with her.We sat down and she said that she wanted me to do well, but she was concerned, and my mother was always someone to lean on. I got mad. My mother had talked to my professors.

I was outside the cafeteria at old North and Bryan was coming to visit me. I called my parents and when my mother got on the phone I threw it on the ground, so angry at her about talking to my professors. I had to pick up the piece one by one because Bryan was supposed to call me.

I was by Bryan, but he couldn't see me. He had stopped his car and was standing on the road. A horrific accident had happened, a girl was zipped into a body bag, and then a cop. Bryan tried calling me, but my phone was in pieces back at North.

I was at the airport, the pieces of my cell phone in my sweatshirt pocket. I was with my mother and father, and we were collecting my aunt Ali, and my cousins. My mother was so mad at her sister, which I thought was funny because I was still pissed at her. Josh and Molly came off of the plane and I hugged them and then they went to an escalator and I followed them, and Bryan was there, and I hugged him from behind and apologized for not picking up my phone.

I was in the car with Molly, my mother, and Ali. They were arguing, and then it wasn't Ali it was some man -- a mixture of Hamel and my uncle, and she was telling him that she was worried about me, that I had changed from wearing cropped shirts to not-cropped shirts. I got even more angry.

I was about to yell at her, about to say that I was mad at her, when my alarm went off.