I dont like to have the rain on my shoes.
I'm in the middle of reading this book called Dear Zoe that Chels reccomended to me because she said it was like the author knew our family or something. It's almost creepy reading the book sometimes because I feel like I'm reading about my own life in some of the passages.
This one in particular so far:
"I pretty much knew when I went to live with my dad for a while that it wasnt such a great idea. I love both of my fathers but its strange sometimes because I dont really love either of them all the way. Its almost like they're one dad split in two. Mom left my dad when I was only 6 months old and we met David when I was three, so hes raelly all Ive ever known as far as a live-in dad. but its still not the same as the real thing. David is the disciplinarian the one who makes me rub some of the makeup off my face, the ones who saving for my college education. He never got to hold me when I was a baby and hed never been a dad before he met Mom. So I think he just thought it was his job to make the rules. He was totally different to you and Em, holding you all the time, talking to you like you were adults. I'm not mad about it anything and I still love him, but it just doesnt feel the same when he hugs me as when my Dad does. My real Dad is a mess, but every hug from him feels like hes never going to let go.. David always feels lke hes trying to figure when hes supposed to."
With a couple of exceptions..it explains my situation prreeetty darn well.
Alright. I'm off to go with my mom to look at the house that we are apparently moving into in November. I just learned of this myself a few days ago. I'll post pictures of it soon :)
Miss you all! Especially you c-villians. Namely Stacie and Robin because I havent seen you guys in forever and I miss your guts.