I woke up this morning at 4:30 to the sound of my mom puking her brains out in the bathroom. By the time I left at 8:15, she had already thrown up 12 times. And when I called at around 11:30, she was still in the bathroom. Poor mommy... I don't know what's wrong.

I'm worried. She's a the doctor right now and I hope everything is gonna be okay.

I have to leave again in a little bit to go to a graduation reception, and then the graduation itself. I plan on decorating my cap, so if you're coming, look for a head that says, "03... biatch!" on it.

So yeah. I'm out of here. Hope to see you all soon. BYE!