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2000-08-24 @ 10:37 p.m.
I don't know what I am going to do. I have been freaking out for the past five minutes. I just went to go plug in my cell phone to charge it, and noticed that the screen was all cracked and broken. Tonight, Kerri, Kat, and I went up to Tufts to take a walk and take pictures ands stuff. I had this little bag that I kept my phone in, and at one point, I dropped it on the ground. I didn't think anything of it until I got home and noticed the damage. My dad is going to absolutely kill me. That is the second time that I have broken my cell phone's screen this year. He's not going to be very happy when I tell him I did it again. I don't want to tell him, 'cos I'm so nervous that he'll yell at me and get upset. Then he's going to get into a big lecture on how I don't take good care of my belongings and such. I hope he doesn't, oh please, oh please, oh please. My mom keeps telling me not to worry, but I'm going to be dead. I'll have to count up my spare money and see what I've got. Maybe I can pay for it myself, or just get a new phone. I've got a hundred dollars left from my birthday and my watching Lauren and Jimmy job. Also, I think I have about forty dollars coming at me next week from my aunt. Still, I don't know what to do. Maybe I should just try to get it fixed without telling him, but it's damn expensive and will eat up all of my extra cash.
Today was so boring. I went to Matignon with Kerri so that she could turn in her books to be sold. Then we walked home, and spent the rest of the day at my house using the computer and watching television.
Ugh, I'm just so nervous now. My dad isn't home, because I think he went to the gym or something. I am dead.
Ciao
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