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i am growing tired of the whole jornal thing. i think i spend more time on the computer than i do living my life. and the girls are starting school in 2 days and i don't want to become a computer addict. but i think it is too late for that.
i wrote a letter to my real dad. the one that lives in mississippi. the one that ditched me on the border of louisiana and texas when i was 16. he had called my mother the night before and told her that if she loved me she would be there to pick me up. and he dropped me off and left. thnka god she showed up.
so i wrote him a letter and sent him pics of the girls. we'll see if he replies. i won't hold my breath.
hmmmm.....other than that i think i am going to take a well-deserved break from my journal. it depresses me and it's boring. and i can't think of anything cheerful and funny to write. so i am going to give it a break. adios .
i wrote a letter to my real dad. the one that lives in mississippi. the one that ditched me on the border of louisiana and texas when i was 16. he had called my mother the night before and told her that if she loved me she would be there to pick me up. and he dropped me off and left. thnka god she showed up.
so i wrote him a letter and sent him pics of the girls. we'll see if he replies. i won't hold my breath.
hmmmm.....other than that i think i am going to take a well-deserved break from my journal. it depresses me and it's boring. and i can't think of anything cheerful and funny to write. so i am going to give it a break. adios .