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And once again, I find myself only recording my innermost thoughts when in the midst of trouble... But should I really be all that surprised? Trouble, after all, seems to follow me like my own shadow, and will probably continue to do so to the end of my miserable days. What I've undergone within the past 24 hours, however, is beyond trouble...it's downright insane.
First of all, I actually have some happy news, and that's that I've agreed to marry Joe. But did I even stop to think of whether or not I'd deserve him after all I've done? Of course not! That wouldn't be the famous 'Maggie Evans style', because I have this thing where I persist on being as stubborn and pigheaded as they possible. Even if I DID want to tell Joe about my past sins, how could I even come close to forming the words when he finally looked so happy? I haven't seen him so a glow in months, so who am I to just take that away from him? I love Joe...I do! I just know I don't deserve him after what I've done with Willie...
Aside from all that troubling gobbledy-gook, Carolyn had the audacity to march into Joe's party and tear her poor mother a new one. Now don't get me wrong, I love the girl to death...no pun intended...but she had NO right to just barge in there and say the things she did. And what's worse, she's supposed to be dead and buried! But, as everything else, that evidentally was all a farce, as well...she faked it. Now I never once thought Carolyn to be spoiled and petty -- well, perhaps I should retract that statement -- but after seeing that horrid display, I must admit that I was beyond shell-shocked at seeing the new layers of her persona. It was absolutely horrifying...
Since I'm starting to get a hand cramp from all this writing and a migraine from all this stress, I might as well just close it here. I don't think I want to write anymore, anyway...
First of all, I actually have some happy news, and that's that I've agreed to marry Joe. But did I even stop to think of whether or not I'd deserve him after all I've done? Of course not! That wouldn't be the famous 'Maggie Evans style', because I have this thing where I persist on being as stubborn and pigheaded as they possible. Even if I DID want to tell Joe about my past sins, how could I even come close to forming the words when he finally looked so happy? I haven't seen him so a glow in months, so who am I to just take that away from him? I love Joe...I do! I just know I don't deserve him after what I've done with Willie...
Aside from all that troubling gobbledy-gook, Carolyn had the audacity to march into Joe's party and tear her poor mother a new one. Now don't get me wrong, I love the girl to death...no pun intended...but she had NO right to just barge in there and say the things she did. And what's worse, she's supposed to be dead and buried! But, as everything else, that evidentally was all a farce, as well...she faked it. Now I never once thought Carolyn to be spoiled and petty -- well, perhaps I should retract that statement -- but after seeing that horrid display, I must admit that I was beyond shell-shocked at seeing the new layers of her persona. It was absolutely horrifying...
Since I'm starting to get a hand cramp from all this writing and a migraine from all this stress, I might as well just close it here. I don't think I want to write anymore, anyway...