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This weekend has been full of ups and downs. And i mean, it went from exteremly up, to exteremly down.
But through it all, I'm still here and smiling.
My dad came Saturday and saw me perform...and I knew that there was going to be an argument between us.
But I just didn't think it would be so bad.
I just want to say that...I have made many mistakes. I am not perfect, and no longer strive for perfection. And I am sorry for hurting people.
I want to be happy. I want to stop worrying about other people. I want to stop taking care of others and start taking care of myself.
I want to be happy. And I am so sorry for my mistakes. They happen.
At the party...
I got drunk.
Danced a lot like always.
There was a point when I was standing in what used to be Damons' room with Mike C, Al, and Chris...and a flood of nostalgia came over me.
Jombi gave Kristy and I a huge hug. He said that he remembers when we were annoying freshman, now grown up to be the heads of the department.
Les' friends are awesome, especially Alfonzo, who couldn't remember my name at first. And it was great to talk to Kaeti on the phone.
It was so crowded that I stood ontop of the couch to get above it all. I was about as tall as Bert at that point.
I saw Marcus pour beer on a guy sleeping in a chair to wake him up.
And then Marcus and I promised that we would climb ontop of the roof at the next theater party. Its on the list guys!
My dad called me this morning at 7:30 to tell me that they are still going to pay for my car insurance. And that its ok with them that I will stay in Carbondale this summer. And then dad told me that he loves me.
I heard alot of hurtful things come out of his mouth on Sunday. I still have hard feelings. It wasn't a happy conversation this morning...but it was something.
I still have hope :)
But through it all, I'm still here and smiling.
My dad came Saturday and saw me perform...and I knew that there was going to be an argument between us.
But I just didn't think it would be so bad.
I just want to say that...I have made many mistakes. I am not perfect, and no longer strive for perfection. And I am sorry for hurting people.
I want to be happy. I want to stop worrying about other people. I want to stop taking care of others and start taking care of myself.
I want to be happy. And I am so sorry for my mistakes. They happen.
At the party...
I got drunk.
Danced a lot like always.
There was a point when I was standing in what used to be Damons' room with Mike C, Al, and Chris...and a flood of nostalgia came over me.
Jombi gave Kristy and I a huge hug. He said that he remembers when we were annoying freshman, now grown up to be the heads of the department.
Les' friends are awesome, especially Alfonzo, who couldn't remember my name at first. And it was great to talk to Kaeti on the phone.
It was so crowded that I stood ontop of the couch to get above it all. I was about as tall as Bert at that point.
I saw Marcus pour beer on a guy sleeping in a chair to wake him up.
And then Marcus and I promised that we would climb ontop of the roof at the next theater party. Its on the list guys!
My dad called me this morning at 7:30 to tell me that they are still going to pay for my car insurance. And that its ok with them that I will stay in Carbondale this summer. And then dad told me that he loves me.
I heard alot of hurtful things come out of his mouth on Sunday. I still have hard feelings. It wasn't a happy conversation this morning...but it was something.
I still have hope :)