Things turned around...
So as it turns out, I don't really hate my dad... he just occasionally does that thing where he makes me feel useless and retarded. Alot has happened lately, and I'm really in a better headspace now. I got some work from my uncle, so I have a bit of extra spending money, which is cool. My uncle had me help him get firewood... it sounded like a pretty easy task, but I forgot one important thing... my uncle's house has a wood furnace. We gathered four truckloads of wood and were at it for 7 hours. I learned to use a chainsaw... I also learned that physical labour is so not for me.
I've been cleaning and organizing my house in an attempt to make room for my stuff in Burnaby, since I'll hopefully be picking that stuff up pretty soon. While cleaning my stuff I noticed a bit of a mold patch on my wall, so I had to take care of that... I'm thinking that it might have contributed to my poor immunities lately. I dunno, to me, getting another cold every two weeks is pretty bad. -_-
I've been cleaning and organizing my house in an attempt to make room for my stuff in Burnaby, since I'll hopefully be picking that stuff up pretty soon. While cleaning my stuff I noticed a bit of a mold patch on my wall, so I had to take care of that... I'm thinking that it might have contributed to my poor immunities lately. I dunno, to me, getting another cold every two weeks is pretty bad. -_-