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I'm seriously behind on livejournal decorating I think! I should be asleep because I have to get up early... but fuck it. We are going to St Augustine tommorrow! Shockingly, I've never been there, so I'm excited. I was reading everyone's entries, catching up and all and I thought... what the hell? I miss the old days when I used to sit up late at night typing entries that made no sense to even me, but every sentence sounded poetic... mainly because it was late and well... the poets come out at night I guess. Some ppl were here earlier and DAMN... they made me realize how glad I am that I'm not in their position anymore. D to the R to the AMA!! I remember when my life was nothing BUT drama! Trust me, I still have my little bouts, but when they start I immediately SQUASH them. My life is finally going in a direction that I can say I'm somewhat proud of. I've gotten some priorities straight. Found some things that III really care about and stuck by them. Next is doing the same with a career path. I want to take my time on that. I just don't feel like there is any room for fuck ups on an issue like that. I'm young and have nothing but time. I did a lot of years of fucking up and right now I'm in clean up mode. And it's going well. There's not a lot that I've done in the past fews years that I can be proud of. And from here on out I'd like to remedy that.
My father called me today. I got the first I love you since the big fight. It was a good moment. He asked about what I had planned, and for the first time EVER I felt like I could be honest, really honest. Without anything he could hold over my head and being free to be whoever I am, without having to sugar coat it for him. So it looks like what I thought would be the death of any relationship between me and my dad, will actually save it. So kudos to you that made that phone call happen. It's sad the lengths some ppl will go to spread the misery they feel in their own pathetic lives. BUT that is another story entirely. I'll just be thankful that some men can love their daughters despite their mistakes, and how bad they... basically suck.
I better head to my bed... love you all. Thanks for listening to all my rambling.
My father called me today. I got the first I love you since the big fight. It was a good moment. He asked about what I had planned, and for the first time EVER I felt like I could be honest, really honest. Without anything he could hold over my head and being free to be whoever I am, without having to sugar coat it for him. So it looks like what I thought would be the death of any relationship between me and my dad, will actually save it. So kudos to you that made that phone call happen. It's sad the lengths some ppl will go to spread the misery they feel in their own pathetic lives. BUT that is another story entirely. I'll just be thankful that some men can love their daughters despite their mistakes, and how bad they... basically suck.
I better head to my bed... love you all. Thanks for listening to all my rambling.