Dear diary,

Now I’m trying to scan and archive today’s incoming mail and I realized why I hate choir. 1. I know that I could sing and I don’t care anymore. 2. I know I can play the piano and I don’t care anymore. 3. Dad can’t sing or read music and will hold me hostage with the group until I die. 4. He is sitting next the husband of the wife who hugged Respondent. 5. Dad did NOT defend me against Respondent who was gaslighting me at SVP and the Ilocanos deny ever talking about the situation to cover assholes. I really hate being with these Flips. If I could find a good enough excuse to get outta this stupid city, I would in an instance.

The end,

Flynn B pissed off at these Christianized bigots.

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