/./ Guilty as Charged. ./.
It's been awhile again. I guess I haven't had time to write in this thing. I am sad. Well.. not exactly sad, but.. meh. I feel.. Guilty. Last night I had my MSN name as "Life f*cking Sucks." Well.. Guess who caught that. My dad. Yeah.. So he starts screaming at me, saying. You got problems. Perhaps.. perhaps I do. But I don't think so. So he actually sends me up to my room. Then like 10 minutes later he goes. "Cal.. Cal.. Come down here.".. But I'm just nervous so I dont go down.
My dad comes up.. Get on some old clothes we are going outside. Mrrph. So I take my time in doing that, and go downstairs. He is putting Paint shit on the deck. "Go take the clothes down." So I do that and then sit down for a moment, then start painting wif him. Then he gives me a very very long lecture, and makes me cry.. yeah. So I feel we lost our connection. But I love him very much still. Other than that. Life has been OK. My math grade is dropping which sucks, but School is almost out and 3 months to just chill. Im so happy about that.
Well I'm talk to you later..
Oh yeah. WELCOME BACK MY CORDIROY PANDA BEAR!!
My dad comes up.. Get on some old clothes we are going outside. Mrrph. So I take my time in doing that, and go downstairs. He is putting Paint shit on the deck. "Go take the clothes down." So I do that and then sit down for a moment, then start painting wif him. Then he gives me a very very long lecture, and makes me cry.. yeah. So I feel we lost our connection. But I love him very much still. Other than that. Life has been OK. My math grade is dropping which sucks, but School is almost out and 3 months to just chill. Im so happy about that.
Well I'm talk to you later..
Oh yeah. WELCOME BACK MY CORDIROY PANDA BEAR!!