Good god
I'm tired of getting chewed out according to my dad's mood. I'm tired in general, but that's worth it, since I have a great job and I'm doing well in my classes. Stupid graphic design coordinator at DAAP won't return my calls. I'm tired of having to help my family fix things for my sister. She apparently doesn't want to here from me via livejournal. I found this out by typing "I love you, Searay" as a reply to one of her posts, and in return I get a message saying I am banned from her livejournal. Burn. Thanksgiving is going to be ruined because half my family won't be here due to this whole child services mess. I have to go get finger printed for it too. Also being forced to clean up an extremely cluttered house that I'm never in, except for two rooms, which one is already cleared out of everything, and the other has so much shit dumped in it by my mom that I can't get to my bed. Oh well, I am planned to move out before June for financial aid reasons. For now I'm gonna save up and spend cash on another cavalier, since mine isn't going to make it, so insurance won't be a bitch and I won't have car payments when I do move out. I hope everything works out. I'm feeling very cynical right now, since my dad just took his anger out on me and some on my mom. I am looking forward to the day I'm completely separated from this place and sleeping in Randon's arms every night. It's gonna happen. I just got to give it six months.
That's all.
That's all.