take my security..
today wasnt too bad. especially compared to yesterday. usually im in a pissy mood until I see danielle in the morning but since she wasnt there i stayed in my pissy mood all fucking day. when i finally got to practice I just totally didnt wanna be there but me, jess, bosco and kc worked on our lift for the cheer which came out pretty good. im just not used to lifting with them yet. anyway, danielle was in school today. I feel so bad, I don't think I've ever heard of someone with worse migraines than that girl. practice is just different lately. maybe because we're missing half of our group or maybe because I just dont like change. I hate change. especially when im comfortable with what I have. after practice I had to wait for lisa's practice to be over because we had a project for foods to do. frankie picked us up at 5 45ish and we went back to their house to get lisas car. we went to walmart and wendys and then back to lisas. we did our project, some homework and then she drove me home. i got here around 9, put some stuff away and now im down here updating.
I feel so bad, my parents never talk and when my cousin died, my dad ended up calling me while i was at my aunts house and when he asked me what I was doing I told him about jimmy. a week or so after that my uncle died and I forgot to tell him. (this was like a month ago.) well my grandpa came over the other day while my dad was up and they had the usual hi, how are you thing and my dad asked about uncle vin and how he was. my mouth just dropped. when my grandpa told my dad that he was dead, the look on his face was just sheer disappointment and like, i dunno, betrayel. I can't believe I forgot to tell him. He's always left out of everything and he never knows whats going on but I don't know why it's always left up to me to fill him in. He's always my responsibily. whatever, it's not my fight
I feel so bad, my parents never talk and when my cousin died, my dad ended up calling me while i was at my aunts house and when he asked me what I was doing I told him about jimmy. a week or so after that my uncle died and I forgot to tell him. (this was like a month ago.) well my grandpa came over the other day while my dad was up and they had the usual hi, how are you thing and my dad asked about uncle vin and how he was. my mouth just dropped. when my grandpa told my dad that he was dead, the look on his face was just sheer disappointment and like, i dunno, betrayel. I can't believe I forgot to tell him. He's always left out of everything and he never knows whats going on but I don't know why it's always left up to me to fill him in. He's always my responsibily. whatever, it's not my fight