May 03, 2005 07:08
Yesterday was a bad day, but thanks to my friends and my girl while I was at game I was able to let go of my ookiness for a while and relax some. But as I sit here, waiting to hear from my dad and knowing they'll be calling sometime after 8 o'clock to tell me my truck is ready, its back. Last night I crashed hard after I got home and slept like a rock, I like sleeping when I'm anxious and uncomfortable because I'm unconscious I don't realize I'm anxious and uncomfortable.
The question won't leave my head though, What if Dad can't or won't help?
Yeah, I don't like that one, and that's the question that won't go away and leaves me biting my nails and wanting to freak.
However at this point, thanks to my peeps all of who have been understanding and supportive. Robin, Ashley, Alicia, Branden, Beans, and Kenneth.
Edit: So just talked to my dad. He said he could impart some of it to me, enough to where the wig factor is much less. But I may still be short, but the amount I may have to borrow some more to cover it but the amount is much less daunting. I just have to come up with the rest of it, he'll be by sometime soon to bring me a bag of stuff my dad and step-mom have for me, and as much as he said he could help me with. He was very understanding my dad. Not out of the woods, but the wig factor is much less than it was.