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I don't even know where to start because soo much crap has happened.
On a good note, I just got back from California with Adam--it was awesome! It was so much better without anyone else dragging along with us on the trip. We took the brand new airline Virgin America--or Virgin Airlines (same thing). We were like the first official scheduled trip, the plane was awesome. There were touch screen televisions with music you could download..you order your snacks and drinks on the touch screen and the flight attendant brings it right to you. If you order the plane tickets like 3 weeks in advanced it's cheaper to fly to San Francisco than any other airline. Well, we arrived Thursday morning--saw Adam's cousin's baby--went out to lunch--and to see the pointy man and flinstone house. Friday morning Adam and I took the train (Bart) to the city. We walked through China town, Little Italy (North Beach), and then landed in Fisherman's Wharf. Even though Fisherman's Wharf is very very very touristy--it was probably the best part of the trip. SO MANY STORES AND SHOPS AND FOOOOOD :] I love In-and-out burger. Saturday and Sunday we just hung out--went out to lunch and to street fairs. Monday we went to the city again, and enjoyed a free bus ride instead of walking 10 miles..we only walked 4!!! (okay maybe that's an exaggeration) But..we found the sea lions in fisherman's wharf..and walked a whole part we missed on friday! It was so much fun..we ate at Whiped Out Grill..(which was okay..it was just cool sitting outside and watching all the asians walk back and forth) Tuesday--Adam took the LandRover we went to the mall and to get sandwiches for the plane ride. We peaced out--said goodbye to his cousins and then took JetBlue home. I liked the tvs better--even though they weren't very high tech--but the seats weren't leather :[ ANYWAYS..Adam and I had fun..it was good spending lots of time with him like alwaysssssssssssss!
Of course something bad always has to happen..
I still don't believe it, I can't believe it.
I love my dad more than anything, it was too sudden. I was just talking to him the morning it happened--he was drinking iced tea.
This is so unreal.
My dad is still here with me, I can feel it.
There's nothing that can ever replace him, he's still my dad.
I don't believe that in less than 2 weeks..I'm leaving..I really don't want to...just because of everything that has happened..but I guess I have to in a way. I got a good dorm room, my roommate seems pretty nice, my schedule..well it's crappy mon/wed/fri but tues/thurs it's great. I'm scared to leave moooommmmy. I'll miss her.
I miss my dad more though :[
more than anything..I want my daddy back.. :[
I want him to yell at me when I play bball
I want him to drive me all the way to CT for a tournament..and lecture me the whole ride up.
I want him to tell me he's proud of me again.
I want him to move me into college.
I want him to eat all my leftovers when going out to dinner.
I want him to wake us all up when he leaves for work at 5am.
I want to hug him and tell him how much I love him. how much I always loved him. how much of a great dad he was..i love him i love him i love him.
there's so much more..but it's way too complex to write.
And just so you know, I don't appreciate random people trying to comfort me. People who I thought were my friends, and actually knew my dad for a long time...screw you. No card? No trying to come and see me? Fuck You. Go back to your little clique--and don't try to even talk to me. One little "I'm sorry" is NOT enough. You don't understand, the least you could have done was tried to talk to me.
Things aren't going to be normal for a long time.
But I'm trying.
I'm glad I got that out.
On a good note, I just got back from California with Adam--it was awesome! It was so much better without anyone else dragging along with us on the trip. We took the brand new airline Virgin America--or Virgin Airlines (same thing). We were like the first official scheduled trip, the plane was awesome. There were touch screen televisions with music you could download..you order your snacks and drinks on the touch screen and the flight attendant brings it right to you. If you order the plane tickets like 3 weeks in advanced it's cheaper to fly to San Francisco than any other airline. Well, we arrived Thursday morning--saw Adam's cousin's baby--went out to lunch--and to see the pointy man and flinstone house. Friday morning Adam and I took the train (Bart) to the city. We walked through China town, Little Italy (North Beach), and then landed in Fisherman's Wharf. Even though Fisherman's Wharf is very very very touristy--it was probably the best part of the trip. SO MANY STORES AND SHOPS AND FOOOOOD :] I love In-and-out burger. Saturday and Sunday we just hung out--went out to lunch and to street fairs. Monday we went to the city again, and enjoyed a free bus ride instead of walking 10 miles..we only walked 4!!! (okay maybe that's an exaggeration) But..we found the sea lions in fisherman's wharf..and walked a whole part we missed on friday! It was so much fun..we ate at Whiped Out Grill..(which was okay..it was just cool sitting outside and watching all the asians walk back and forth) Tuesday--Adam took the LandRover we went to the mall and to get sandwiches for the plane ride. We peaced out--said goodbye to his cousins and then took JetBlue home. I liked the tvs better--even though they weren't very high tech--but the seats weren't leather :[ ANYWAYS..Adam and I had fun..it was good spending lots of time with him like alwaysssssssssssss!
Of course something bad always has to happen..
I still don't believe it, I can't believe it.
I love my dad more than anything, it was too sudden. I was just talking to him the morning it happened--he was drinking iced tea.
This is so unreal.
My dad is still here with me, I can feel it.
There's nothing that can ever replace him, he's still my dad.
I don't believe that in less than 2 weeks..I'm leaving..I really don't want to...just because of everything that has happened..but I guess I have to in a way. I got a good dorm room, my roommate seems pretty nice, my schedule..well it's crappy mon/wed/fri but tues/thurs it's great. I'm scared to leave moooommmmy. I'll miss her.
I miss my dad more though :[
more than anything..I want my daddy back.. :[
I want him to yell at me when I play bball
I want him to drive me all the way to CT for a tournament..and lecture me the whole ride up.
I want him to tell me he's proud of me again.
I want him to move me into college.
I want him to eat all my leftovers when going out to dinner.
I want him to wake us all up when he leaves for work at 5am.
I want to hug him and tell him how much I love him. how much I always loved him. how much of a great dad he was..i love him i love him i love him.
there's so much more..but it's way too complex to write.
And just so you know, I don't appreciate random people trying to comfort me. People who I thought were my friends, and actually knew my dad for a long time...screw you. No card? No trying to come and see me? Fuck You. Go back to your little clique--and don't try to even talk to me. One little "I'm sorry" is NOT enough. You don't understand, the least you could have done was tried to talk to me.
Things aren't going to be normal for a long time.
But I'm trying.
I'm glad I got that out.